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BROWN OF HARVARD, 



(Tbaracters, - 

Tom Brown, 

Gerald Tiiorne. Stroke oar of the 'Varsity Eight. ^ \ 

Wilfred Kenyon, Who is Dot his own master. ^_, ty^ J>f^\(:i 
Claxton Madden, -) fO^^ ^S^ >■ 



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John Cartwright, \ tf\ '^ ^ ( / 

" Tubby " Anderson^ ^ r-^ 

" Happy " Thurston, [ Students with properly developed 

Walter Barnard, ^^^^^-^ «P^"^- 

Warren Pierce, 

Thompson Coyne, 

"Bud" Hall, 'Varsity coach. 

Victor Colton, W^ho wants the English crew to defeat his 

Alma Mater. 
Codrington, Manager of the English crew. 
Ellis, Manager of the " Varsity crew. 
Captain Hodges, \ 

George Selwyn, I Members of the 'Varsity crew. 

James Van Renselaer, ) 
Arthur Blake. 
Austin Latchow. 
Old -Clothes Man. ^ _^ ^^ 



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Doorkeeper. '^ ■ .- \o^ j 

Mrs. Kenyon. ^T^ ' 

Evelyn Kenyon. (Jt^ 

Marian Thorne. 
Edith Sinclair. 



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Place : — Cambridge, Mass. 

Synopsis. 

Act I. — Tom Brown and Claxton Madden's apartments in 

the Weatherby. 
Act II. — The Yard at Harvard. 
Act III.— The 'Varsity Boat Club on day of the race. 
Act IV. — Same as Act I. 



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BROWiN OF HARVARD. 



ACT I. 
Place: — Cambridge, Mass. 

Scene: — Tom Brown and Claxton Madden's 
apartments in the Weatherhy, a student's room. 
A large room with doors r. and l. of c. Door 
at side l., leading into bedrooms. Door at back 
R. of c, leading into corridor. Large ivindow 
at R. ivith cushioned window-seat. The room is 
gotten up in true college style, with banners, 
posters, photographs, odd sofa pillows, etc, A 
study table at l. side of room. 

At rise of curtain. Madden is discovered sitting at 
study table from which he has pushed boohs, 
papers and writing material on to the floor. He 
is lying so that his head and booh come imme- 
diately under the drop light. An unfilled pipe 
is hanging in the corner of his mouth. The cur- 
tains draion close and the lights are down. As 
curtain rises, boys are heard in the distance 
singing, " Up the Street." It dies away. 

Madden, {suddenly sits up, throws his booh 
across the room) Confound it! There's no use to 
try to study. I can smell the Spring! The air^s 
full of it! (hnoch at door r. c.) Come in. 

(Enter Gerald Thorne and John Cartwright. 
Thorne is a tall, ungainly Southerner, rather 
poorly dressed; strong, stern face. Cartwright 
is of the studious type, pale, stooped, wears 
glasses. Tie is secretary of the Lend-a-Hand 
Club for aiding poor students.) 



4 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Car^. Hello, Madden. 

Ma'jden. Hello, Cartwright! 

Cart. What are you all shut up for? 

Madden, {dismally) Can't bear to see the sun- 
light, and think of all the fellows out there on the 
riv^r, while I've got to stay here and grind. It 
wouldn't be so bad if I could smoke. 

Oart. (crossing to luindow) Oh, nonsense ! Let 
tlB sunlight in. You'll feel all the better for it. 
(mils back curtains) 

(Stage lights full up.) 

Madden, (l. c.) Oh, I say! You've got a 
nerve! Where do you think you are? (goes c, sees 
Thorne) 

Cart, (r.) Madden, this is Thorne, Gerald 
Thorne. Fellow of your class; I think he can do all 
the coaching you need in astronomy. 

(Thorne extends his hand. Madden sjiuhs him.) 

Madden, (to Thorne) How are you? (crosses 
to desk, takes lamp, puts it on mantel) 

Cart. Well, so long! (to Thorne) Wish you 
joy, old man, with your brilliant pupil. 

Madden, (l.) Oh, get out! (Cart, exits r. c. 
Turns from mantel) Well, sit down. (Thorne 
looks embarrassed and ill at ease. Crosses to R. of 
desk. Madden looking at him with disfavor) Huh ! 
{throivs himself impatiently into chair L. of desk. 
Thorne takes out a note-book and fountain pen. 
Short silence) Well, fire away, (sits l. of desk) 

Thorne. (embarrassed. Stands r. of desk) I — 
a — may I ask how far you have gone in this year's 
work? (puts bag on seat, takes out book) 

Madden, (blankly) Gone? 

Thorne. Ifes. What was the last lecture you 
attended? (leans over table) 

Madden. Y^ou can search me! 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 5 

Thorne. Don't you remember when it was you 
last attended a lecture? 

Madden. No, I don't. See here, old man, just 
cut out the inquisition, (Thorne clraius hack) please, 
and let's get down to business. If I had the faintest 
idea about these Agols and Sagittarius and all that 
rot, don't you suppose I'd be out imbibing the atmos- 
phere, instead of sitting here chinning with you? 
(Thorne lools hurt) This is the first of April, all 
right, but I'm not playing any jokes upon myself. 

TiiOKNE. Mr. Madden! I-^-^ 

Madden. Ah, (rises) sit down. No offense, old 
man. (Thorne sits, puts hat and hag heside desk) 
This thing has got on my nerves. If I'd known there 
was so much mathematics in Astronomy I'd never 
have taken it up. I thought it was a cinch — a sort 
of fortnne-telling business, you know. " Born under 
the planet l\Iars, you will have a big head and a war- 
like disposition," and all that. I never dreamed 
what I was going up against. But come on — let's 
get to work. It's got to be done, (assumes attitude 
of strict attention) 

Thorne. (reaches, tal-es hook out of hag) Weil, 
T presume we'd best begin with the first lecture of 
this half year, regarding binary stars. 

Madden. I suppose so. 

Thorne. In the first place— — 

Madden, (rl^cs) Ywiit a mimile. (quicJclij) 
I'd better get a pencil, I can see that, (goes and gets 
pencil on mantel, returns and sils) Ah, now we are 
ready. Fire av/ay and get a move on you, old man. 

Thorne. "Well, following the mathematical in- 
vestigations of Professor George Scaimel, it is found 
that binary stars will tend to separate. Inertia will 
cause the tidal protuberances to lag behind so that 
the axis of tlie Ellipodal 

Madden. Hold on ! (Thorne lowers hook ivith 
intense astonishment) Now look here, old man; 
really, seriously, I don't care to know anything deep 



5 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

about the subject; deep, you understand. My idea 
is just to get few handy catch-words that'll make a 
good show on the paper, see? 

Thorne. (puzzled) ** Catch-words ? '^ 

Madden. Yes. 

{WJiisile heard from street, r.)' 

Thorne. I don't understand. 

Madden, (rising) Excuse me. (whistles, cross- 
ing to window at r.) Wait a moment. 

Thurs. (from street) Hello, Ciax ! 

Madden. Hello, " Happy ! " 

Thurs. Come, on out. 

Madden. Can't. Got a " grind " up here stuffing 
me in Astronomy. 

Thurs. Is he any good? 

Madden. Oh, pretty good. Kind of long-winded, 
though. 

(Thorne showing his anger and mortification, cross- 

ing to L.) 

Thurs. Well, so long! Sorry you can't come 
out. 

Madden. So long! (turns from ivindotu, rushes 
hacJc, thrusts his head out) Say, Thurston! 

Thurs. Hello ! 

Madden. Say, what sort of time did 3^ou make 
up the river to-day? 

Thurs. Fine. "^ 7-32. 

Madden. Good ! Twenty-five seconds gain over 
yesterday ! We'll do those Beef-eaters to a turn. So 
long! (turns taclc into room) JSTow look here, Mr. 
'Wliat's-3'er-namie, you've got to get a move on you. 
(crosses to chair r. of table) I can't waste my time 
like this, (sits r. of desk) 

Thorne. (l. of desh, confused) Well, suppose 
I give you a sort of — er — table of the different binary 
stars, with a few words of description after each? 

Madden. That sounds all right. Go ahead. 



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Thorne. V/ell- 



Madden. Wait a minute. I've lost my pencil. 
Ah, here it is. 

Thorne. Well, in the first place— (50??^; " Jolm 
Brown") we have — Sirius — Magnitudes of com- 
ponents 1 & 9, period of revolution 49 years. The 
proper motion of this star is subject to periodical 
variations and in investigating these variations, it 
was found they could be completely represented by 
supposing a satellite was revolving around the 
planet in a certain orbit. The elements of this orbit 
have been determined, except the distance of the 
satellite which did not admit of specification. Then 
we have Ursus Major 

{At cue: "in the first place" singing is heard 

off R.) 

(Song:) 

" Tom Brown's body is alive and feeling good, 
Tom Brown's body here's fact that's understood, 
Tom Brown's body has a head that's made of wood. 
As we go marching on." 

(^l5 TiiORXE continues reading, singing comes 
nearer ]\Iadden tries to write, his mind is dis- 
tracted. He stops, again tries to write, smiles, 
takes ruler and marks time. At the end of the 
second verse the knocker is sounded on the door, 
with the last four ivorcls. The door is opened 
and Tom Brown enters, foUoired ly Happy 
Thurston, Tubby Anderson, Coyne Pierce 
and Ellis. They enter in lock-step. Tom to 
c, Ellis to l. c. Tubby up c, Thurs. r. c. 
Pierce and Coyne at r. .4s they enter. Mad- 
den rises and turns to Tom.) 

Madden. Oh, say! Boys, get out of here. Can't 
you see I'm working? 

Tom and Boys, forking ! My Lord, he's work- 



ing! 



g BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(Tom falls on Tubby who sits on couch. Thurs. 
and Ellis on couch also. Pierce falls in 
Morris chair, and Coyne in chair at r. The 
fall is made in mock astonishment and as they 
fall, Madden crosses to window at b.., takes 
pilloiv and throws at hoys.) 
Madden, {crossing to r.) Well, of all the tally 

idiot! 

(Reynolds enters from Tom's room l. c. Madden 
throws pillows at Tom, and hoys take pillows in 
turn, indulging in pillow fight. Thurs., throw- 
ing at one of the hoys, hits Reynolds instead. 
Yell from Reynolds.) 

Tom. Here, boys, stop it! This isn't Port 
Arthur. Here, Reynolds, pick up the — down — 
(pointing to pillows) 

(Reynolds gathers up pillows, places them prop- 
erly and Exits r.) 

Boys. Oh, pick up the down, (groan and pound 
Tom) 

Tom. Nixey. Stop it! 

Madden, (crossing to l. of desk) Oh, say, now 
fellows, on the level, I've got to get to work. Clear 
out, won't you? (sits in chair l. of desk) 

Tom. (c.) Well, if you really have to work, 
there's no use telling you what we came to tell you. 
Is there, boys? 

Boys. No. 

Madden, (springing up from chair) What 
news ? Anything the matter with the crew ? 

Tom. (c.) Oh, no, the crew's all right. But 
say, fellows, isn't it a shame he's got to work, and 
such a bully day, too? Say, Clax, couldn't you shut 
yourself up in your room and leave this to me ? I'm 
expecting some ladies to tea. 

Madden, (l. c.) You don't mean to say you've 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 9 

invited a bunch of dry-goods here when you knew I 
didn't want to be disturbed? (sits) 

Tom. Well, I happened to meet a friend of yours 
on Brattle street and she looked thirsty, so I thought 
I would treat her. 

Maddex. Who? 

Tom. Edith. 

Madden, (rising) Edith— why didn't you say 
so ? Which way did she go ? ' 

Tom. I don't know. Which way did she so 
Thurston? ^ 

MaddexV. (crossing to Tpiurs. r.) Which way 
Old she go, Happy? 

TiiuRS (crossing to Tubby c.) I don't know. 
iubby, which way did she go? 

Madden, (crossing to Tubby) Tubby, which 
way did she go ? 

Tubby. Who ? (Madden punches Mm, turns and 
crossing to l.) Oh, confound the whole gang of 
you. (Exit into room L.^ leaving door open) 

Tom. (following him) You needn't be in such 
a rush. They won't be here for a good half hour 
yet. She's going to stop for Mrs. Kenyon and 
Evelyn, (closing door and returning to c.) 

Thurs. (r. c.) Say, Kid? 

Tom. (c.) What? 

TiiuRS. Why didn't you ask Miss Walcott, too? 
Gee! She's a peach. 

Tom. (at c.) Yes, but of the clinging variety. 

Tubby, (r. of c.) Say, Kid, can we take your 
benzine buggy for a half hour? 

Tom. All right, I don't care. But bring it back 
safe. 

Boys, (turn to Exit r. c.) Good. Fine and 
dandy. Come along, fellows. Hello, Kenvon f 
Kenyon. Hello! ^ 

(Kenyon crosses to r. and Boys Exit, laughing dni 
shouting until away off.) 



10 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. Hello, Kenyon. What's the matter with 
you? Have you been drinking again? Wliat's up? 

Kenyon. {observing Thorne) Say, Kid, can I 
see you outside for a few minutes ? 

Tom. (c.) Outside? What do you want to see 
me outside for? (Kenyon indicates Thorne's 
presence) Wliat? {hams, sees Thorne) Oh, wait- 
ing to see me ? 

Thorne. I was waiting to see Mr. Madden. My 
name's Thorne. {crossing to c.) I'm coaching him. 
Do you think he'll want me any more? 

Tom. Oh, no! He won't want you any more. 
{crosses to l. Sits at r. of desk, singing) 

(Thorne, offended, crosses up to door at r. and as 
he is opening the door turns to look hack at Tom, 
then Exits) 

{As Tom hears door close, he turns to Wilfred.) 

Tom. Well, Wilfred, what's the matter with you? 
What's up? 

Kenyon. Kid, I'm in an awful hole, {crossing 
to c.) 

Tom. That's about the tenth hole you've struck 
this year. You want to be careful how you walk. 

Kenyon. Oh, hang it. Kid ! don't be so cold- 
blooded. I shouldn't have come to you if I hadn't 
known how fond you were of my mother and sister. 
Say, Kid, may I have a drink ? 

Tom. Certainly, help yourself. (Kenyon crosses 
to sideboard at L.) But don't take too much or it 
will go to your head and you'll feel like the devil in 
the morning. 

Kenyon. Hang it, I'm desperate. You fellows 
with rich fathers don't know what it is 

Tom. Oh, the dickens we don't ! You never 
heard my governor laying me out, did you? {Open- 
ing drawer of desk and taking letter) Just listen 
to this. Got a letter from him this morning. Gave 



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me the Dickens. " IMy dear Tom : — In answer to my 
question as to what you intend to do on leaving col- 
lege, you say you will' follow your literary bent and 
write j'or money. You ought to be very proficient in 
that, as you have done practically nothing else for 
the last four years." Did you ever meet him, 
V\Mlfred ? He has the keenest sense of humor. 
"' Twice you have overdrawn your account and if you 
do it again I'm going to take you out of college." 

Kenyo^t. Your account. That's just it. (com- 
ing down to L. of desk) I've never known what it 
was to have a penny I might call my own. Here we 
aie, my mother, my sister and myself, one of the old- 
est and best families in Cambridge, living in an ex- 
clusive neighborhood — among the best people and 
always dogged by that horrible night-mare of keeping 
up appearances on my mother's paltry income. I tell 
you it's maddening, Tom. (crosses to mantel) 

Tom. Yes, it must be rather hard — (looking at 
Wilfred) on the women. 

Ken YON". Kid, I know I'm a selfish brute, but 
you needn't be so hard on me. (sits in chair L. of 
desk) 

Tom. Oh, I'm sorry, old man, really I'm sorry. 
I'll help you out all I can. Well, what is it? How, 
much ? 

Kenyox. It's everything. In the first place, 
money. I lost a hundred dollars to Ansen last 
month, and you know what a cad he is. 

Tom. Oh, yes; he's the kind of fellow who never 
has but one cigarette in his case, and a pretty bad 
cigarette at that, (looking in drawer for check' 
hook) \Aaiere in Hell's that check-book? Oh, Tve 
got it, under all those bills. I couldn't see it. Well, 
how much? A hundred? 

Kexy^on. Yes — he says he'll go to my mother. 
Oh, Kid, I know I owe you a lot already but if you'll 
just help me out this time 

Tom. That's all right. I just said I would, didn't 



12 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

T ? (Ken YON rises and crosses up behind desk and 
io c.) Now you want to make this go Just as far as 
you can. I'm rather short this month myself. Well, 
here it is. This is the first of April, but I guess this 
check is all right, (crosses to Wilfred, hands him 
check) 

Kenyon. (c. r.) Say, Tom 

Tom. What? 

Kenyon. There's another matter that's almost 
driving me mad. I wouldn't tell anyone but you. 

Tom. Well, go on, tell it. I don't care a damn. 

Kenyon. Do you remember that pretty girl, 
Marian Thorne? 

Tom. Marian Thorne? Yes — in a vague way. 

Kenyon. Well she 

Madden, {from his room) Say, Kid, what do 
you put on your face after shaving? 

Tom. Court plaster, generally. (turning to 
Kenyon) Well, you 

Madden. Ah, don't be funny ! Have you got any 
Pond's Extract? 

Tom. Yes, I guess so. My Lord ! he's cut him- 
self. (To Kenyon) Wait a moment till I get him 
some Pond's Extract, (crosses up to door l. c. and 
Exits) 

(Kenyon at c, looks at check-booh on desk, then to 
check in his hand.) 

Kenyon. What's a loan of a hundred to a fellow 
like Brown? (crosses to desk, takes up book) To 
me it is only a drop in the bucket, (is about to tear 
out check, when he hears Tom returning) 

(Tom Enters with a bottle in his hand and crosses 
to Madden's room and Exits.) 

(Kenyon takes book and tears out a couple of checks, 
hears Tom returning and drops book on table 
and crosses to c, checks in his pocket.) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 13 

(Tom Enters and crosses doivn to Kenyon l. c.) 

Tom. Well, go on. Say, what's the matter with 
you? You're trembling all over. Say, why don't 
you cut this lushing out? 

Kenyon. I haven't had but one drink to-day. 

Tom. Well, you don't seem to be bubbling over 
with spirits, [crossing to desk) 

(Kenyon alarmed, goes up to door.) 

Kenyon. I must go now. Col ton's waiting for 
me. Good-b3'e. 

Tom. Good-bye. {noting checJc-hooJc on table) 
Oh, Wilfred, say, did you — ^that's funny. (Kenyon 
turns as Tom calls him, and stands hy door) Wilfred, 
why don't you put that fellow out? I don't like to 
knock a man, but there wasn't a man in his class 
would have anything to do with him when he was in 
college. He — but what's the use in repeating what 
he was, — ^you know what he is ; I tell you he's simply 
a shark, hanging about and looking for fool 
" fresh ies " who want to gamble and drink themselves 
into disgrace. 

Kenyon. Like me ! Oh, say it ! (crossing to c.) 
When a man's down — But Colton's stood by me many 
times when I was down on my luck, and other fellows 
wouldn't. Oh, I know I've no right to talk to you 
this way, but I'm fearfully down to-day. Everything 
has gone wrong with me. Everything. 

(Door opens R. c. Cart. Enters.) 

Cart. Hello, Tom. (Kenyon tur?is to door) 
Ilello, Kenyon. 

Kenyon. Hello. (Exits) 

(Cart. looJi-s after him, then to Tom in wonderment, 
then turns and picks up letters which have jvst 
dropped from box in door r. c, hands them to 
Tom.) 



14 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. Wliat do you think of that? He's driijkiiig 
again and I don't know what to do with him, and — 
Oh, don't bother about that — {as Cart, hands him 
letters) Thank you. 

Cart. Say, Tom, there's another matter I want 
to see you about 

(Madden Enters from room at l.) 

Madden, (crossing to c. and Cart, crossing to r.) 
Say, Kid, how do I look ? 

Tom. Great! Eumbo! (Madden crosses l. to 
mantel) Here are some bills for you. (reading) 
Oh, Harvard has won the debate. 

Madden. Say, Tom, I'm going to get the girls. 

Tom. Well, you'll make them sit up and look 
anxious. 

Madden. I wish I'd worn my sweater. 

Tom. Pretty hot for a sweater. 

Madden. You know I look pretty good in my 
sweater, don't you think so ? 

Tom. Well, it's all right if you are pleased with 
yourself. 

Madden. (crossing to desl) Say, Tom, is 
Evelyn Kenyon coming? 

Tom. Is Evelyn KeDyon coming ! Well, what do 
you think I'm giving this tea-party for? 

Madden. (puncJiing Jiim playfully) Say, Tom, 
you've got it bad ! 

(Cart, r., hrings cliair to c. Sits.) 

Tom. (punching hach) Oh, get out ! You've 
got it worse than I have. 

Cart. Wait a moment, boys. As Secretary for 
the Lend-a-Hand Club 

(Tom and Madden throw up their hands and fall 
hack into chair. Tom r. of desk and Madden L.) 

Madden a7id Tom. Stung ! How much ? 

Cart, (takes no notice of their actions) (Tom 



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hegins to whistle and read hook) (Madden later 
rises and sits on desh L. c.) I came across a case of 
actual starvation the other day. Poor fellow from 
the South ; parents, ignorant , mountain people in 
Tennessee. He was full of ambition— got a common 
school education, somehow — taught a country school 
— educated his own sister and when the old folks died, 
sold out the little place for a few hundred and, with 
his sister, came up here to work his way through 
Harvard. ^ 

Madden. Well, why didn't he stay home and work 
the farm? I'm tired of having my \Qg pulled for 
ambitious backwoodsmen who come here with fifty 
cents and a writing-pad and expect to get through 
college on them. 

Caiit. Oh, now, wait a moment. 

Madden. Oh, chestnuts! 

Tom. Oh, shut up and give him a chance. 

Cart. He gave her most of the money left of 
their joint inheritance which enables her to live in a 
good boarding-house, and took himself to a garret in 
De Wolfe street. There I found him the other day, 
in a positively starving condition. He had lived for 
liiree days on oatmeal and water. 

Tom. Oatmeal and water ? Por three days ? Mv 
Lord ! ^ 

Cart. He was mighty stand-offish at first, but I 
got around him and fed him up and got him some 
work to do. {rising) Oh, he's that fellow, Thorne, 
WHO was here to tutor you to-day. By the way, I 
hope you paid him. 

Madden. No, I didn't. 

Tom. Why didn't you ? I'd given you the money 

Madden. Well, to tell you the truth, I forgot all 
about him. {crossing up and around desk to door 
R. c. To door and opening it) (Cart, up to c. l. 
0/ Madden) Oh, hang it, I can't remember all these 
things. I've got too much on my mind. Say, you 



16 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

can put me down for twenty dollars, and that's all 
I'll give. See? (Exits, closing door) 

Cart. Thank you. {entering it in hook and 
turning to Tom) 

Tom. Two P's in opportune? (laboring with 
book at desk) 

Cart. Well? 

Tom. Two P's — (turning to Cart.) Oatmeal 
and water for three days ! He ought to get a medal. 

Cart, (c.) I presume you don't feel inclined to 
imitate Madden's example this time, eh ? 

Tom. No, I can't say I do. 

Cart. Oh, very well, there is no reason why you 
you should if you don't feel so inclined. Good-bj-e. 

Tom. Good-bye — Oh, Cartwright, Cartwright! 

Cart. Yes. Oh, want a match? 

Tom. No, thanks; this is electricity and it's 
matchless, (dodging imaginary missile) 

Cart. Oh, that ought to cost you about forty. 
(closes door and comes down L. of c.) 

Tom. Well, it won't. As I was about to say, I 
don't feel like imitating Madden's example because I 
don't see what good a few scattered donations like 
that are going to do for a fellow, if he's the kind of 
fellow you say. By Jingo, there must be something 
pretty decent in a fellow like that, to take care of his 
sister and live three days in a garret on oatmeal and 
water. Now I'll tell you what you Ccin do. (putting 
hands in pockets for money) You put him down for 
a weekly allowance, whatever you think he can get 
along on, and charge it to me. (liands money to 
Cart.) 

Cart. By George ! that's great of you, Brown. 

Tom. Oh, now, cut it out. The truth of the 
matter is, that fellow Thorne was here a while ago, 
and I dismissed him rather brusquely and I'm sorry. 
I'm easing my conscience, that's all. 

Cart. Well, Thorne will be eternally grateful to 



BROWN OF HARVARD. J^ 

you, and he'll pay you back, too; he's that sort of a 
fellow. 

Tom. Now look here. I only do this on condi- 
tion, and that is that you say nothing about it to 
Thorne or anyone else, for that matter, you promise ? 

Cart. I promise. 

Tom. You see I don't want the reputation of 
beins: an Andiew Carneofie. 

Cart. Weil, it's a blamed fine thing you're doing, 
fill the same. (crossing to door r.) Good-bye. 
(Exits) 

Tom. Good-bye. (calling after him) Next time 
you come you needn't try to touch me, either. 
(tahlng photograph from mantel) Is Evelyn 
Kenyon coming? You bet she's coming. What's 
her favorite color? Brown? Tom Brown. No, I 
think it's white. White for purity. Me for purity. 
(goes up to door l. c. and into his own room to 
change his ties, and beginning to sing) 

(Knock at door R.) 
Come in ! Come in ! 

(No answer.) 
I don't give a darn. Stay out then. 

(Knock again at the door,) 
Oh, come in ! Come in ! (goes on singing) 

(Door opens and Marian Thorne enters, standing 

R. of door.) 

"A what" (conies out of room, puts on coat, 

etc.) 

Marian. Mr. Brown, I know you think it's 
strange, my coming here alone, but I was told — is Mr. 
Kenyon here ? 

Tom. No. He was here, but has just gone out. 
Won't you come in ? 



13 CiiOWN OF HARVARD. 

(She crossing L. to desJc, closing door which Tom 
quickly opens, unperceived.) 

Marian, (l. c.) 1 suppose I shouldn't. I know 
it*s not proper to come to a student's room alone. 

Tom. (l. c.) Oh, that's all right. Don't 
trouble yourself about it. Won't you please sit down ? 

Marian. There's something 1 want to ask you, a 
favor. 

Tom. a favor? 

Marian. You are the only one in the college who 
still stands by Wilfred — er — Mr. Kenyon. I presume 
you do it for his sister's sake, but believe me, he isn't 
really bad. He is only weak. He's been led into 
doing things he shouldn't have done. I haven't seen 
him for days. He hasn't answered my letters. If I 
could only see him and talk to him, my influence with 
him has always been good, and no matter what he is, 
or what he has done, I can never give him up. 

Tom. Do you think he is really worth it, Miss 
Thome. 

Marian. I know he is. It is the drink that has 
done it, and the cards. 

Tom. Drink and cards. Yes, both bad things for 
a young man. Father told me about them the night 
before I came to college, but I fell asleep and it 
didn't do much good. 

Marian. Mr. Brown, I want you to tell him that 
I will wait every afternoon in the same place; he 
knows where. I want you to ask him to meet me 
there. 

Tom. Really, Miss Thome, if you will pardon 
me, I don't think you should do that ; it isn't proper. 

Marian. I know I shouldn't, but I must. He 
needs my help. Oh, I have counted so on your 
assistance, please don't disappoint me. 

Tom. Well, I'll do everything I can, but I don^t 
approve of it at all — meeting a young man like that. 
Besides, people might talk and that will make you 
very uncomfortable. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. ^9 

Marian. Find him, find him and send him to me, 
(heginning to cry) Oh, I'm so miserable ! ( turns to 
desk, weeping, and sits in chair r. of desk, her head 
lowed) 

Tom. My Lord, she's going to cry ! Please, Miss 
I home, please don't cry. (crosses up and closes door 
R. coming down again) Miss Thorne, if you keep 
perfectly calm and tell me just what I can do— 
(voices and laughter heard off r. and Evelyn hnochs 
at ^oor.— Marian rises, looks around bewildered, and 
then dashes into Tom's room L. c.) My Lord^ 
Evelyn ! Wliat am I going to do now? (turns and 
sces^ Marian going into his room, he follows and as 
she closes door, he tries to open it. Evelyn knock- 
ing at door) Miss Thorne, Miss Thorne, please don't 
go ]n there. Open the door. Please come out. Wait 
a moment, wait a moment, (to Eve. knocking) If 
she comes out I'm ruined, (crosses down to desk, 
distractedly brushing his hair and fumbling with 
books on desk) Eve. knocking) (Tom sits K. at 
desk) Yes, yes, come in, come in. 

(Door opens. Eve. Enters,) 
Eve. Hello, Tom. 
Tom. (rises) Hello, Evey. 
Eve. I beat the crowd upstairs. 
Tom. Yes? I'm sorry. 
Eve. (starting back) Sorry! 
Tom. (confused) No, no. I'm glad. I mean 
I m glad. 

Eve. Wliy, what's the matter with you? 
Tom. Oh— er— nothing, I've just got the fidgets, 
that s all. 

Eve. Didn't you expect us? 
Tom. No. 
Eve. Wliat ? 

Tom. Yes, yes I did. I was sitting there waiting 
for you. 

Eve. Why, Tom Brown ! 



20 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. Evey^ I can easily explain. 

(Enters Ti-iurs. r. arid coming down to r. c.) 

Eve. (crossing to TiiURS.) You needn't trouble 
yourself. Oh, j\Ir. Thurston. 

(Enter Mrs. Kenyon, followed hy Edith Sinclair, 
Madden, Pierce, Barnard, Coyne and two or 
three other hoys, and Tubby last.) 

(Eve. and Tiiurs. crossing to piano r. Eve. sits at 
piano.) Tpiurs. stands beside her.) 

Mrs. K. (coming down r. c.) Evelyn, my dear, 
you are getting to be a worse romp every day ! 
(shakes hands with Tom at c, and turns up to Eve.) 

(Madden and Edith statid a little ahove at r.) 
(The other hoys have crossed to L., placing their 
hats on mantel and under cuphoard.) 

(Tom turns to them,) 

Tom. Get me a drink and take some of those 
things away. 

(Boys arrange desTc as Mrs. K. comes r. c. to Tom.) 

Mrs. K. (r. c.) Well, Tom, here we are again 
for some of your delicious tea. 

Tom. (c.) I'm very glad you remember it so 
well. Won't you sit down? 

(Mrs. K. crosses l. to desTc as Edith comes down to 
R. of Tom at c.) 

Edith. Hello, Tom. What's up? You're look- 
ing a bit fagged. 

Tom. What? Oh, nothing. I'm all right, just 
a little vocal trouble, that's all. 

(Edith goes up c. to couch and sits. Madden sits L. 

Edith and Tubby at r.) 
(Tom crosses to Eve. r., as Mrs. K. crosses to c.) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 21 

Mrs. K. Tom. 

Tom. (c.) {turning to Mrs. K. at c.) Yes, 
Mrs. Kenyon. 

_Mrs. K. (c. l.) These girls are making me 
frivolous in my old age. I've come to feel quite lost 
if I don't get here for the regular Thursday drink- 
feast. 

Tom. {watching Eve. and Thurs.) Yes? What 
will you have? 

Mrs. K. What? 

Tom. No, no, I didn't mean that, {turns R. to 
Eve. a7id Thurs.) 

Mrs. K. Here, Tom, take my wrap. 

Tom. {taking wrap, ivatching Eve.) Pretty- 
warm for a wrap, isn't it? {turns to Eve., then 
hack ^o^Mrs. K., watching Eve. and putting wrap on 
Mrs. Iv. Then he starts rolling wrap up into a hall, 
hecoming more confused. He offers hairhrushes to 
Mrs. K. then rolls them up into wrap) 

Mrs. K. (c. l.) Tom, you seem a little confused. 

Tom. (c.) Well, I failed in History 13 this 
morning, and perhaps I am a little confused. 

Mrs. K. Perhaps you didn't expect us so soon. 

Tom. Well, I said three in my note, didn't I;? 

Mrs. Iv. Well, shall we go away and come back 
again? , 

(Madden rises, comes down of Mrs. K., l.) 

Tom. No, indeed. I want you to stay for a long 
time, {shaking hands, then turning to Evelyn and 
up stage, placing wrap on chair at r.) 

]\Iadden. Oh, Mrs. Kenyon, you'll serve for us, 
will you not? 

Mrs. K. {crossing to desk) With pleasure, if 
you will clear these things away. 

Madden, {crossing to desk) Come on, boys, get 
the tea things ready. 

{Boys clear hooks from desk. Pierce and Coyne up 
at cuphoard, arrange the tea, water for which has 



22 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

been boiling. The cups have been arranged on 
tray uncovered, and are brought down to desk.) 

Eve. {seated at inano r.) Mr. Thurston, Edith 
and I watched your crew practice on the river to-day, 
and really, you know, I think rowing men are ever 
so much more attractive than any other class of 
athletes, honestly. 

Edith, {up stage on couch) Why Evey! Last 
year you simply wouldn't look at a man who didn't 
go in for football. 

Tom. {coming down to r. c.) Oh, well, you see 
I hadn't gone in for rowing then. 

Eve. You flatter yourself, Mr. Brown 

Tom. Well, I don't see anybody else throwing 
bouquets my way. 

(Thurs. standing L. of Eve., offers her his bouton- 
niere. Tom wallcs to offer his flower and Thurs. ; 
blocks him, placing himself between Tom and \ 
Eve. Tom takes pin from coat and jabs it into \ 
Thurs.'s leg.) \ 

Mrs. K. {at r. of desk) Did you make the tea, 
Mr. Pierce? 

Pierce. Yes, Mrs. Kenyon, I did. 

Mrs. K. I'm glad of that because you are always 
careful to have the water properly boiled, {after 
laughing from ''Pin*' has subsided) Well, it's the 
duty of us all to be enthusiastic over the rowing men, 
now that the English Amateurs are coming over with 
their wholesale challenge to American colleges. We 
shouldn't be patriotic otherwise. 

Edith. Of course we'll beat them, won't we, r 
Boys ? ; 

Ellis. Oh, I don't know; they have never been ;; 
beaten yet. )^ 

Pierce. Yes, but Harvard has never had as good 
a crew as this year. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 23 

Madden. The English challenging each college to 
row on its own course is a point in our favor. 

Madden. No; Harvard first, then Penny, then 
Yale, I think. *'' 

Tom. Cornell, too. 

Edith. Yale has a ripping crew this year. So 
one ol the boys writes me. 

(Enter R. Reynolds with tray of calces. Tom rises 
and directs htm to place it on desk. Tubby sees 
cakes and folJoivs Reynolds over to desk and 
stands behind Mrs. Kenyon. Reynolds places 
cake on desk, crosses round, up l. a7id across to 
R. Exits.) 

Thurs. You know, Miss Kenyon, I just managed 
to get 85 m Geometry. ^ 

..'^.^^.('"''^^^9 down to c.) Eighty-five? You 
did f VV hy, who sat next to you ? 
Eve. Why, Tom Brown! 

Tom. Well, I mean it. He couldn't get through 
any other way. ° 

(TiiURS. looks at Tom indignantly, then turns to 
Miss Kenyon.) 

Thurs. Wei], I'm going to work hard next vear. 

lOM. Aren t you coming back to coJlene next 
year? 

Thurs. (crossing to Tom) The faculty seemed 

pleased with the work I did last half 

^ Tom. Yes, theyVe so pleased they are goino- to 
give you an encore on your Sophomore year ° 

Thurs. (sarcastically) Say, Kid, yJu're just full 
of dry humor, aren't you ? 

Tom. Yes, the fact is it's so dry that I always 
have to pay for the drinks to get someone to listen to 

Mrs. K. (turning in chair to c.) Tea is served. 
(Eve. rises and crosses to c.) 



24 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. It's awfully good of you, Mrs. Kenyon. 
(turns to R. almost humping into Eve.) 

(She tosses her head and turns to Thurs.) 

Eve. Come, Mr. ThurstoB, you sliall be head 
waiter, (crosses to l. of desk, followed by Thurs. 
who laughs at Tom) 

Tom. (^0 TiiUKS. as he is cros-^ing) If you 
want to know it, you makie me good and tired. (Tom 
up to book-case at r.) 

Eve. (iMssing plate of caJce to Tubby) Here, 
Tubby, pass the cake. 

(Tubby takes cake, looks around and then crosses to 
R. to piano; sits and eats the cake, ignoring the 
inquiring looks from boys.) 

Edith. Oh, I say, Clax, why do you keep that 
horrid pipe in your mouth? 

Madden, (l. of her) I forgot I had it. You 
see we are not allowed to smoke when in training, but 
the pipe has become such a habit with me 

Edith. Pipes are beastly. I prefer cigarettes 
myself. 

Pierce, (crossing to her, offering cigarette) 
"Won't you have one? 

Edith. Oh, drop it! You knovv- jolly well I 
didn't mean that. They sav cigarettes injure the 
brain, (turning to Tom) Do you think so, Tom? 

Tom. (with book at r. of book-shelves) That's 
never been proven. You see, fellows with brains 
don't use them. 

(Tom down to l. of Tubby. Boys laugh at Pierce 
and he crosses L. to them. Edith to desk for 
tea and then to Tom at h.) 

Mrs. K. Mr. Madden. 

Madden, (rising and coming to c.) (Tom at R. 
to Tubby, Edith to l. of Tom. They converse. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 25 

Tom tvith bach to Tubby) Yes, Mrs. Ivenyon. 

Mrs. K. Do you think my son will make one of 
the crew? 

(Boys are amused and politely conceal their mern- 
ment behind their tea-cups. Tubby chokes and 
Tom kicks him.) 

Madden. Wilfred? 

Eve. Oh, you needn't all smile. My brother rows 
just splendidly. He used to go awfully fast when he 
took me rowing on the river summer nights, and it 
was in a much heavier boat than those shells you use.* 
I think it's a shame if they don't let Wilfred row. ^ 

]Madden". Well, to tell the truth, I don't believe 
Wilfred would stand for the training. Besides, he 
isn't in condition. He hasn't been down to the Club 
for m.onths. 

Mrs. K. Poor boy! I'm afraid he's studying too 
hard. (Boys repeat BUS. as before, and Tom again 
kicks Tubby, who has audibly choked) There's some- 
thing curiously changed about Wilfred. Don't you 
think so, Evey? '"^ 

Eve. Yes, he seems so tired all the time, poor 
dear ! You see he goes over to Boston every night 
to study with a friend over there. They take late 
lunches and in the morning he simply can't eat a bit 
of breakfast. 

{BUS. repeated of boys laughing, Tom kicking 
TuBBY% covering his action by talking to Edith.) 

Edith. Oh, you needn't look so innocent. I^m 
on. 

Mrs. K. Indeed, I'm quite worried about him. 
(turning to Tom) Oh, Tom. 

Tom. (crossing to c. passing Madden) Yes, 
Mrs. Eenyon. 

(Madden goes to Edith r. c.) ,'^ 

Mrs. K. Tom, I am going to scold you a little. 



26 CROWN OF HARVARD. 

When Wilfred came home the other night, I happened 
to be up and he was a little affected by that strong 
punch you had given him, telling him it was claret 
lemonade. Now I don't object to a joke, but really, 
Tom, I was surprised that you should have thought 
it funny to get Wilfred affected in that way. 

Tom. Did he tell you — I — I — mean about that? 

Mrs. K. Yes, because I insisted upon knowing 
where he had been. Oh, but he shielded you all he 
could. 

Tom. That's very good of him. (turning to 
Tubby) What do you think of that little devil? I 
never even saw him. 

(Tom crossing l. and up behind desJc for cup of tea 
which Mrs. K. offers.) 

Mrs. K. You know, Tom, there is nothing mean 
about Wilfred. 

Tom. He takes after you, Mrs. Kenyon. Why 
should he be mean? 

Eve. I'm commencing to think we do not know 
Mr. Brown as well as we thought we did. 

Tom. Well, I'm sure I've done all I could to have 
you " get next." 

(Knock at door. Enter Cart., who comes down 
c. to Tom. General greetings.) 

Boys. Hello, Cartwright! Hello, John! 

Tom. (taking Cart, by arm, walking him down 
to R. near Tubby) Say, Cartwright — come here a 
moment. Come next to the menagerie. Say, this 
isn't another touch, is it? 

Cart. Oh, no, not this time, (laughing) 

Tom. All right, you can come in. (they cross 
hack to c, Tom c. Cart. r. c.) Oh, Mrs. Kenyon, 
may I present Mr. Cartwright? (Mrs. K. acknowl- 
edges introduction) Evelyn? Evelyn, (she is talk- 
ing to Thurston at her l. and does not heed Tom) 
Miss Kenyon, when you are through with Mr. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 27 

Thurston, I'd like to present Mr. Cartwright. (Eve. 
turns and hows to Cart.) (Tom glares at Thurs.) 
{To Thurs.) You are getting me a little angry. 

Cart. Say, Tom, I just dropped in for a moment 
to tell you how Thorne took the news. He was simply 
stunned, old man. 

(Madden crosses R. for pillow. Returns to couch.) 

Tom. Well, you look out or you'll be stunned, too, 
in a moment, (offering him cup of tea) Here, take 
this, and it won't go to your head. There isn't a 
headache in a barrel of it. Get some cake from 
Tubby, (looking across) There's none left. 

(Cart, crosses r. to piano above Tubby) (Tom 
crosses l. to desk for another cup of tea.) 

Madden. Say, Edith, why don't you make me a 
class pillow ? All the other fellows have them. 

Edith. Oh, I'm no good at fancy work. Ask 
Evelyn, she's always making pillows or something; 
she actually loves embroidery. Why I don't believe 
she'd allow porous plasters to come into the house 
without crocheting a border around them and running 
pink ribbon through the holes. 

(Boys laughing. Tubby begins to play piano very 

softly.) 

Tom. (back of desk. Lifting up tea-cup) Oh, 
here's something I made up in English twelve this 
morning. Let's see, how does it go? 

" Here's to the cup of fragrant tea. 
The gossip's favorite brew; 
! That makes you all your secrets tell, 

1 And — other people's, too. 

I Here's to the girl who lifts the cup, 

! And o'er it smiles at you ; 

The cup that cheers; is then, you'll find, 
Inebriating, too." 



28 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

{Boys laugh and applaud.) 

Barrett Wendell gave me a name for that. 

(Tubby, playing piano very hard and loud.) 

Edith, {rising) Oh, boys! what do you say to 
a dance ? 

Boys. A dance? Good! Fine and dandy. 

(Madden rises and tal'es Edith from the other hoys 
who have crossed to her, asking for the dance. — 
Eve. crosses to her mother at r. of desk to 
speak, and Tom, ivho has been looking around 
at the other hoys, turns to her, asking a dance. — 
She turns from Tom to Thurs., who has crossed 
to R. to her and they start dancinrr, one or two 
of them remain at desk to converse ivith Mrs. 
K. — Tom crosses up stage and dances with one 
of the other hoys. — As they are dancing Tom 
throws his partner on the couch and door at R. 
opens. Wilfred staggers in unohserved hy all 
except Tom who forces him out of room and 
closes door, and stands with his hack to door.) 

Tom. Stop! Stop! Everybody. 

{They stop dancing, in amazement and turn to Tom. 
— Eve. and Thurs. down stage at c. — Edith 
and Madden ahove them and the others around 
the room.) 

Everybody. What's the matter? Wliat is it? 

Tom. Why, I've jnst thought of a new game. 

Everybody. A new game? Tell us about it. 
How do you play? 

Tom. Yes, and it's a very good game, too. Now 
I'll tell you how to play it. Now you all go into 
Madden's room. 

Everybody. Madden's room? 

Tom. And don't come out till I tell you. 
(Kenyon tries to open door) {all start toward 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 29 

Madden's room, laughing and jesting. — Mrs. K. 
turns in chair to Tom) Mrs. Kenyon, if you don't 
mind, I wish you would go in, loo. 

Mrs. K. (rising) Oh, do you wish me to go too, 
Tom? 

Tom. Only for a moment. I want to arrange 
the furniture and things. 

Mrs. K. (crossing to l. and turning at door) 
Well, don't keep us waiting too long, Tom, will you? 
(Exits into room, closing door) 

Tom. Only just a moment, Mrs. Kenyon. (crosses 
to door L., lochs it) Just a moment. Oh, the fool! 
the fool ! he is coming in here. 

(Door opens R. and Ken. staggers in, closing door 
heJiind him and going down to chair at r.) 

Madden and Boys, (from room) Oh, Kid, 
hurry up ; don't keep us waiting here long. 

Tom. Just a moment. I'll let you know when 
I'm ready, (turns and crosses to Ken.) Wilfred, 
what do you mean by coming here in this condition? 
Aren't you ashamed of yourself? 

Ken. (r. c.) Have you seen Marian Thome? 

Tom. (c.) Have you seen Mar-ian Thorne? My 
Lord ! I've forgotten all about her. 

Ken. Poor girl! She mustn't see me in this 
condition. 

Tom. No, she mustn't, she mustn't, (noise from 
room) 

^Madden and Boys. Oh, Kid! Let us out. 
Hurry up. 

Tom. (crossing to door) All right, all right. 
Xow don't get impatient and I'll let you know the 
moment that I'm ready, (turning to Ken.) Don't 
you know that your mother and sister are locked up 
in that room? How did you get that package on so 
quick? 

Ken. Mother? Sister? What's the joke? 

Tom. It's no joke. 



30 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(Noise from room.) 

Madden and Boys, {knocking) Hurry up, 
Tom, let us out ! 

Tom. (crossing to door) Just a moment, now, 
just a moment, (turning to Ken.) Don't you see 
1 can't keep them in there any longer? I'll tell you 
what you do, — you go to the Club and I'll meet you 
there. 

Ken. (going to couch at c) I won't go. 
(turns and starts to take coat off) I'll lie down here 
and go to asleep. 

Tom. (crossing to c.) That's a very good idea. 
(lifting box-couch top, and throws Ken. down into 
couch) Now you lie there and go to asleep, (sits 
on couch, laughing) 

(Madden atid Boys clamor in room.) 

Madden and Boys. Come on. Kid! Are you 
going to keep us in here all day ? 

Tom. (unlocks door and returns to c.) Come in. ' 
Come in. j 

(Door opens and they enter. — Eve. crosses to loiver 
R. followed hy Mrs. K. — Edith, Tubby and 
Cart, cross after them and stand above them 
middle r. — Thurs. crossing down to lower l. — 
Ellis, Pierce, Barnard follow and stand above 
Thurs. — Madden to middle l. behind desk. — 
They turn to Tom.) 

Everybody. Well, what i? the joke? What's the 
joke? What's this great game? (and so forth) 

Tom. (laughing) Well, just line up on either 
side, (they form a line obliquely, from Madden to ? 
Thurs. and from Cart, to Eve.) Wliy, don't you • 
people know this is the first of April ? 

Everybody. Sold ! Stung ! Gee, what a game ! z 
(they turn from Tom to laugh and jest with each 
other. — Backs to Tom) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 3J- 

(Ken. lifts cover of couch, to Tom^s consternation. 
After laugh has subsided.) 

Thurs. (l.) Say, boys! What will we do to 
get even ? 

Edith, (r. c.) I'll tell you. Let's lock him up 
in his room. 

Everybody. Fine! Fine! Just the thing! 

(Tom rises in horror, stands on couch trying to Tceep 
lid down and keep them from opening door 

L. C.) 

Tom. No, no ! You can't go in there. You can't 
go in there. 

Boys. Can't we ? Well, we'll see. 

(Cart., Tubby and Coyne move forward from R. — 
Madden, Pierce and Ellis from l.) They 
seize Tom, drag him down from door and push 
him c. — Madden opens door,) 

Thurs. Now, Clax, open the door. 
(Door is opened, revealing Marian Thorne stand" 
ing in doorway with downcast head. — Boys faU 
back in amazement on either side and look at 
Tom. — Eve., who has followed boys to c, turns 
to her mother at r. — Tom at c. looks around, 
bewildered, and turns to Eve.) 
Tom. Evelyn, I— I 

CURTAIN. 

(As curtain rises on call, stage is revealed with 
people all off and Tom standing up at door r. — • 
Ken. lifts couch cover and looks at Tom who 
seizes pillow and throws it at him.) 

CURTAIN. 

2nd Call: — Everybody on. 
3rd Call: — ^^Tom and Evelyn. 
4th Call: — Tom. 



32 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

ACT 11. 

Scene: — Yard at Harvard. A dormitory runs from 
L. 1 E. up stage to l. of c, and one from R. 1 e. 
of C. A large tree stands down stage L. of c. 
A smaller tree up stage at c. Brooks House and 
Gymnasium on hade drop. 

Discovered: — Thurston at c, sitting at tree; 
Coyne, Tdbby and Pierce seated on steps of 
dormitory at r. A professor is entering house 
at L. A student is entering at r. u. e. Crosses 
to L., exits into the house, saluting profcf^sor in 
passing. Bell for recitations is heard ringing. 

Tubby, {seated r. on steps) Good morning, 
Professor ! 

Prof, (going c. to r.) Good morning, boys. 
(Prof, meets student, speaks in passing and exits 
R. u. e.) 

(Student Exits into dormitory at L.) 

Thurs. (seated at tree c. To Tubby) Swipe! 
(in undertone) 
Tubby. Oh, what's the matter with you? 

(Enter from R. u. e., an Old-Clothes mail, and Ellis 
and companion. Passing Old Man, they cross 

to door. Old Man follows them.) 

.- ■ t 

Old-Clothes Man. Hain't yon got nodding yon 
want to sell? 

Ellis, (on steps, turning to him) Look here, 
you old tempter, if I sell anything m.ore to you I'll 
have to go around in my pajamas. You've got all 
my best things now. 

Old Man. Well, I'll sell them to you again cheap. 
(Ellis indignant) Or make an exchange. They 
just fit you. 

Ellis. Well, of all the nerve! Sell me my own 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 33 

clothes again ! Get along ! I tell you I havenH any- 
thing but what I'm standing in. 

(Exit L. with companion.) 

Old Man. Now ain't that a pity? Von of my 
best cusdomers, too. {crossing in front of tree to 
hoys on steps at r.) Anything in my line to-day, 
gentlemens ? 

CoYXE. No — nothing. 

Old Man, Have you anything, sir, to-day? 

Tubby. No — Maxy Keezer's got all mine. 

Old Man. Have you nodding, sir? 

Pierce. Yes — I have nothing. 

Tubby. On your way. 

Old Man. (crossing to Thurs.) Have you any- 
t'ing, sir? 

Thurs. Nothing — but say — Farley down at 
Stoughton says he wants to see you. 

Old Man. Farley? All right — I go. {starts to 
90) 

Thurs. (jumping up, grabbing Old Man's coat- 
iaJis, sings) '* Any rags, any bones, any bottles 
to-day?" 

(Other students and all take, hold of each other's 
coat-tails and march out behind Old Man, imi- 
tating his walk and singing. Bell stops ringing. 
Exit R. c.) 

" Any rags, any bones, any bottles to-day ? 
It's the same old story in the same old way. 
Any rags," etc. 

(Thorne and Cart, watch them off, amused. They 
cross to l. c. Thorpe at l. and Cart, leaning 
against tree.) 

Thorne. (at l.) Old man, you don't know what 
these few weeks have meant to me. Freedom — the 
ability to enter life here on an equal footing with 



34 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

the other fellows. Why, I am like a man released 
from prison — I breathe a new air — I— that's why, 
Cartwright, I have so often implored you to tell me 
the name of the man who has helped me. I feel 
that I must express my gratitude — my determination 
to repay him. 

Cart. . Now, Thorne, didn't we agree to let that 
subject rest? When you are in a position to repay 
the loan, then I can give you the man's name, but 
not before. 

Thorne. Oh, I know. You told me all about it ; 
but I can't help puzzling my brain over it. Honestly, 
old man, I'm like a kid about it. The thought of it 
comes between me and my work all the time. I 
know it can't be any of the rich set here at college, 
for, of all the ungodly, purse-proud snobs, that 
crowd, led by Madden and Brown, are the worst ! 

Cart, (crosses to r., looking at him) Brown — 
um ! Oh ! I don't know. Seem to me rather decent 
fellows. 

Thorne. You've never tutored up in that room ! 
It makes my blood boil, the way they treat me. Why, 
until you fellows got around me and made me go in 
for rowing, they didn't seem to realize the fact that 
I was a man like themselves. I was a sort of autom- 
aton to them. They used to call me the " grind " 
right to my face. It has been a little better since 
I've shown them I can row, but they never let me 
feel that I am one of them. I know what you're' 
thinking, I ought to be glad to get the tutoring to 
do. Well, I am, for every penny made brings me 
nearer the payment of my debt and 

(Students Enter r. and up and off r. u. e.) 

Cart, (smiling) And brings an added comfort 
to your sister, Miss Marian, eh ? 

Thorne. Oh, well, girls you know, can't rough 
it as we can. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 35 

Cart. She doesn't look like the sort of girl to 
rough it. 

Thorne. Oh, you've seen her? 
Cart. Why, in Brown's room — er 

{Boys in distance heard singing: '' Up the Street/' 
and coming nearer gradually.) 

Thorne. Brown's room ? 

Cart. You know he gave a tea a couple of weeks 
ago. She was there— er— I think it wa^ she. But 
about the crew 

Thorne. She never said anything to me about it. 
I didn't know she knew him. 

- Cart. She probably thought it was of no conse- 
quence. There were lots of girls there. But— to 
come back to the rowing— they tell me you are going 
to make stroke oar. 

Thorne. I should never have gone in for rowing. 
A poor fellow such as I. We've no business, my sis- 
ter and I, attempting to mix up with that fast rich 
set. 

Cart. Oh, nonsense, old man. A^Tiy, don't' you 
suppose we want every good man Harvard can show, 
now that we are up against this proposition of row- 
mg against England's picked crew ? And by George f 
your daily exercise with the axe, down there in the 
mountains of Tennessee, has given you an enviable 
bunch of muscles, old man. Hello! here come the 
fellows now. 

(Singing very loudly. Boys enter from R. u. E.) 

^ ^ToM. (coming down n. of c. ivith unction) Oh 
Its so good to get hot and tired and grubby and then 
cool and clean and hungry! 

(As Tom, Bud Hall, MaddeIn, Thurs., Tubby and 
the other hoys come^ doiun and group around C^ 
Thorne crosses to lower l.. Cart, joins Ellis 
and boys tvho luive entered from dormitory at 



30 i^riowN" OF harvard!' 

L. Tom forms group with Thurs. and Tub*by 
and other hoys. Madden joins Cart. Bud sees 
Thorne and crosses to him. Tom sees fioiuers 
on Cart/s lapel and jollies him, to amusement 
of those around. When scene quiets down, 
Thorne speaks to Bud. Thorne is loiuer l. 
Bud a Utile to r. of Thorne. Madden and 
Cart, are l. of c. Tom, Thurs., and Tubby 
are r. c. and other boys are grouped around 
front groups. Ellis above Bud.) 

Thorne. (lower h., to coach) Back from prac- 
tice? How was it? 

Hall. Kotten. Why weren't you out? (l. to R. 
of Thorne) 
'Thorne. I was too busy this afternoon. 

Hall, (with intense disgust) Busy! Study- 
ing, I reckon! Say, you've got to cut 'the study out 
if you expect to do anything in athletics. What did 
you come to college for, anyway? To stay in your 
room reading a book when you ought to be out work- 
ing and doing your duty to the 'Varsity ? 

Tom. That's right, Bud. 

Thorne. (laughing) Well, I'll not to miss any 
more afternoons. But it was unavoidable to-aayl 
(crosses up, exits r. u. e.) 

Hall, (looking after him, disgustedly) He s a 
mucker! (crosses to Madden at c.) If the Kid 
had a little more training I'd put him in Thome's 

place. 

Madden. Why, Bud, he is the second-best oar on 
the river, (crossing to Tom r. of c.) Look at that 
chest and arms, hard as a crowbar! (Bud crosses to 
T^ou, feels his arm. Madden falls back to c.) Ah! 
it's a pity he can't make the eight. 

Hall. He's got the proper college spirit— no 
books for him, fresh air and something doing every 
minute. He's getting some good out of his educa- 
tion. Why didn't you grow a few more inches. Kid ? 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 3? 

Tom. Well, I would have been much taller if 
there hadn't been so much of me turned over for 
feet! Thej look like German pancakes. 

(Boys laugh and Tubby and Bud begin to poke and 
sound Tom.) 

Thuks. Thome's a good oar all right, but he's a 
surly dog. Now I don't see why those self-made men 
have to be so proud over it. 

Madden, (l. c.) Funny you never hear of a 
self-made woman! Of course you don't. When a 
woman is self-made she keeps quiet about it. She 
doesn't want anybody to get on to her curves, {as 
Bud and Tubby punch him) Here, what the 
dickens are you doing? Say, I may want to use 
those ribs some day. 

(General laugh at this and hoys begin to sit around.), 

{Someone starts to sing and others join in until it 
is in full swing. ToM sits well down in c. 
Thurs. to R. of Tom and Pierce to r. of Thurs. 
Soloists sit to L. of Tom against tree; Bud to L. 
and Barnard to l. of Madden. Tubby sits on 
step at L. and Cart, on step at R. Bud sits Rl 
of c. above TiitRS. Other boys sit around thesis 
and three or four remain standing. During 
singing extra students cross stage and enter 
dormitory. ) 

Songs : 

No. 1. '' Schneider s Band." {At end two students 

enter L. u. E., crossing, exit r. u. e.) 
No. 2. " The Owl and the Pussy Cat." 
No. 3. "Johnny Harvard." {Two students enter 

R. u. E., cross and Exit in house, L.) 
No. 4. " The Miller's Daughter." 
No. 5. '' The Dummy Line." (Tubby and Chorus) 
No. 6. " When Love is Young." (Tom and 
Chorus) 



^ BROWN OF HARVARD. 

*' Schneider's Band." 

Soldiers marching up the street 

To music grand on every hand, 

AJl the people rim to meet 

And welcome Schneider's Band. 

Hear them ! The people cheer them I 

As they draw near them to music grand. 

They play so fine, " Die Wacht am Rhein " now 

Is sublime no, on Schneider's Band. 

They play such bully music fine 

That German "Wacht am Ehein." 

But what is it that makes the music sweet? 

See the band is marching down the street. 

But what is it that makes it seem so grand? 

Who is it, do you think, leads the band ? 

You hear the music play, you hear the people say, 

It surely must be Schneider leads the Band. 

You hear the music play, and as they march away 

You Know it must be Schneider leads the Band. 

"The Dummy Line/' 

Hard luck for poor old Eli, tough on the blue, 
Now all together, smash them and break through. 
'Gainst the line of Crimson they can't prevail, 
Three cheers for Harvard and down with Yale. 
Oh, I'll tell you what the Dummy done, 
She left St. Louis at half-past one, 
She left St. Louis at half-past one. 
And got into Nashville at the setting of the sun. 

Chorus. . 

On the Dummy — on the Dummy Line, 
I'm going to ride and pay my fine, 
I'm going to ride and pay my fine, 

(2d time clapping of hands. Spoken.) 

One, two, three, four — 

Wlien I ride on the Dummy — on the Dummy, Dum- 
my line. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. <2Q 

Tubby. 

Can you tell me roller skates? 
Can you tell me why the paper weights? 
Can you tell me why the thunder claps? 
And why, Oh, why, does the ginger snap? 

Chorus. 

{As before, except that instead of counting they 
clap tJieir hands.) 

(Tubby dances through chorus and at end falls ex- 
hausted upon the steps. Then orchestra starts 
to play '' ]yhen Love is Young.'' Some of the 
boys start to ivhistle it and Madden and Thurs. 
urge Kid to sing it.) 

" When Love is Young." 

(Sung hy Tom.) 

{Copyrighted hy Henry Miller Company.) 

I. 

The bead's on the wine in our glorious youth, 

And life's full of fervor and zest, 
And the world is made bright by the light of a smile 

Or the sound of the voice we love best. 

There's a thrill of delight in the touch of her hand. 
All the earth's bu^jbling over with joy; ' 

Oh ! the love that we give to the girls that we love 
When we're boys, boys, boys. 

Chorus. 

When love is young in springtime, 

And boys are youthful, too. 
And girls are so alluring 

What can a fellow do? 
A look, a smile, a dimple, 

You're caught, you're captured, stung ! 
There's danger in the very air. 

When love is young. 



40 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

II. 

There are various ways that a fellow may love. 

And most of us sample them all; 
And the older and stronger you are when it strikes, 

The harder and deeper you fall. 
But there's no love on earth that holds half the 
thrill, 

No love that has half the joys — 
As the love that we give to the girls that we love, 

When we're boys, boys, boys. 

(Chorus is repeated three times after frst verse. 
Tom singing first chorus, hoys singing second 
chorus, then everybody whistling and dancing 
third chorus.) 

(Then they urge Tom to sing second verse. ^ Boys 
sing first chorus, and hum second, joining in 
lock-step and marching across stage, from lower 
R. into dormitory at L. Bud Ea-its L. u. E. 
Thurs. is up stage at c. looking over r. Boys 
singing last tiuo lines off stage and Madden is 
down lower n. Cart, makes Exit into dormitory 
at R., Tom and Tubby are speaking to him. 
As song ends TnuRS. comes to c, beckoning to 
Madden. They meet l. of c. near tree.) 

Thurs. Say, Clax, let's go and slick up for ves- 
pers. Miss Sinclair and Evelyn Kenyon are coming 
over this afternoon. 

(Tom overhears and crosses to him.) 

Tom. (r.) Eh ! A^Tiat did you say about Eve- 
lyn Kenyon? 

TiiURS. (c.) I didn't say a word. 

Tom. YouVe a fibber, Thurston; that sunny 
smile of satisfaction on your face would bring out 
the dogwood blossoms in December. 

TiiURS. Well, you know, Kid, you're out of the 
running in that direction. 



BROWN OF HARVARD- 41 

Tom. Well, I may be a back number, but I'm not 
out of print. Now you watch me. (slaps Thurs. on 
hack. Exits into house l.) 

(Madden Exits by crossing Thukston^ slaps him 

on hack.) 

Madden. I'll back the Kid against the field. 
Thurs. Well, the nerve. (Thurs. crosses in 
front and Exits L. door) 

(Madden follows him and turns at door as Tubby 

speaks.) 

Tubby. Say, Clax, I'm awfully sorry for the 
Kid. He's game, but he's pretty well cut up about 
Evel3^n Kenyon. 

Madden. Well, I could never understand that 
business in our room that day. It didn't seem like 
the Kid, somehow. 

Tubby. Well, you couldn't blame Miss Kenyon 
for being angry. 

Madden. Yes, but she needn't have kept it up 
all this time. It's been three or four weeks since 
that happened, (they Exit .into the house) 

(Enter r. u. Marian Thorne, looks around, hears 
voices from r. and Exits L. u. e. Enter from 
dormitory at R. Colton and Ken.) 

CoLTON. (coming down to c.) Well, that was 
easy, very easy, (counting money he has in hand) 

Ken. (coming out, closing door after him and 
down R. of c.) Oh, I say, Colton, why don't you lai 
these kids keep some of their allowance? 

Colton. What a grouch you have on, Kenyon, 
ever since you've been on the water-wagon you 
haven't been fit company for man or beast. Come on 
over to-night and let's have a try at Bill Moran's. 
No big game, just a little quiet 

Ken. (r. of c.) No, I won't. Why can't you 
let me alone, Colton, when I'm trving to be decent? 



42 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

CoLTON. Let you alone? I will, by Jove! Why, 
you talk as though we were a sort of Mephisto and 
Faust layout. Nice innocent little Faust, you. Well, 
you can't say that I'm the cause of all your troubles 
anyway. Day-day, until you are better humored. 
{starts up stage) 

Ken. (turning to him) What do you mean? 

CoLTON. Why, I am going, that's all. 

Ken. No — I — what were j^ou referring to just 
now? 

CoLTON. Oh, now — look here, Kenyon, (coming 
down to him) you don't suppose for an instant that 
I am not wise. Why, man, you tell me everything 
you know when you are drunk. Lord ! How you 
have bored me about that girl — Oh, see here, Ken- 
yon, don't you look so down. I'm a friend of yours, 
we've had some bully good times together and I'm 
not going to let your little temper spoil it all. Come 
along over to town and let's make a night of it. 

Ken. I can't if I would, (crossing in front to 
c.) I haven't any money. 

CoLTON. As if that made any difference. I'm 
reeking with coin. Had a couple of freshies down 
at the rooms last night at poker. 

Ken. And I suppose you skinned them — skinned 
them clean ? 

CoLTON. (turning to him angrily) Now, that's 
about enough cheek from you! (crossing to Ken. at 
c.) Oh, but I'm not going to quarrel with you. I 
like you, Kenyon, and I want to help you out of the 
hole you are in. Why, I came over especially to-day 
to put you in the way of making a nice little sum 
of money, just for the trouble of stooping for it. 

Ken. Stooping for it? 

CoLTON. Well — er — I suppose you'd call it 
stooping. You see the odds on the big race are two 
to one for the 'Varsity against the Englishmen. 

Ken. I know that; but I haven't any money to 
bet. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 43 

CoLTON. Ah, but I have ! you see, and Tm placing 
every penny I can get hold of on the English crew — 
because they are going to win and it is you who will 
be the cause of their winning. 

Ken. I don't understand you! I don't know 
what you are talking about. 

CoLTON. Thome is the Keystone of the wonder- 
ful work Harvard is doing. It is his work which is 
sending the odds up in favor of the 'Varsity. It is 
his work which enabled them to beat all records. 
They liaven't a substitute in his class. 

Ken. What do you mean? 

CoLTON. I mean that Thorne isn't going to row ! 
On tlie morning of the 30th, just before the race, his 
sister is going to leave Cambridge suddenly. 

K^N. What are you proposing to me? Betray 
my college — my own friends — Colton, I know I am 
of no account, weak and good-for-nothing, I know 
that, but, if I am capable of such treachery — such 
rottenness as you seem to think, then I want to die 
right now. I don't want to go on living, (turns 
away) 

Colton. Ha ! Ha ! Oh, you talk like a Sunday 
School book. You're no worse than any of the 
otlier fellows, you're only unlucky — and what is it I 
ask you to do? You told me yourself you were 
going to marry the girl in spite of her brother and 
your family's objections. All I ask is that you fix 
it up a little sooner than you otherwise would, on the 
morning of the 30th, and if the Englishmen win, I 
owe you five hundred dollars. Shall I put that 
down as a bet? (he takes book from his pocket) 

Ken. No— and, Colton, I tell you right now, I 
am done with you ! (crosses in front to r. Colton 
grabs liis arm in passing) 

Colton. (detaining him) But I haven't done 
with YOU, not quite. What would Thorne do to you 
if I should tell him what I know? Fellows like that 
don't handle men of your sort with gloves. You 



44 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

will do as I tell you or I shall accomplish the same 
result in another, and for you, a very unpleasant 
way. {turns up a step or two to c. and lights cigar) 
Just think it over^ will you? Think it over. (Ken. 
turns and slowly crosses to c. Colton watches him, 
then goes doivn to him) 111 give you till to-morrow 
night to decide, {goes up stage to r. u. f., ivhistling 
" When Love is Young/' chorus. Stops, looks hack 
at Ken.) Till to-morrow night, {exits E. u. E.) 

(Marian Enters l. u. e.) 

Ken. (about to call Colton hack. Coming 
down. Marian crosses c. r. of Ken.) Colton! 

Marian. Wilfred. 

Ken. {clasping hands) Marian! 

Marian. Wilfred, I feared you'd forgotten our 
appointment. 

Ken. (l. to c.) No, no, I shouldn't have been 
late, Marian, but Colton kept me. I wanted to see 
you for days. 

Marian, {joyfully) Oh, have you, Wilfred — I 
thought you didn't care. 

Ken. Care? Why, Marian, I think of nothing 
ebe. I have kept straight for three weeks— haven't 
drank a drop. 

Marian, {coming to him) Oh, how happy that 
makes me. 

Ken. {turns to her) Marian, does it? Ah, 
then it is worth the fight, {crosses to r.) If I were 
to come to you some day, and ask you to go away 
with me, if I were not to explain why, but just say 
to you that my whole future — my whole happiness — 
depended upon your placing yourself blindly in my 
hands; that by doing so you would give me a fresh 
start, a new lease on life, would you give up every- 
thing for me? Would you go, dear, would you? 

]\Iarian. ^Y\^y you know that I would. 

Ken. And — you wouldn't — you v/ouldn't fair 
me? 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 45 

Mariax. Xo, never — but why? 

Ken. Because I may ask this of you soon, 
Marian. I do want to do the right thing by you, but 
I'm — we're both so wretchedly poor, (taking checfc 
from pocJcei) Here, take this check — you may need 
it, in case I ask you to join me suddenly — some 
place — soon. 

Marian. A clieck — " Tom Brown — for three 
hundred dollars ! " 

Ken. Yes, he loaned it to me. (Marian tries 
to return the cliecl:) Keep it in case of an emer- 
gency. 

]\Iarian. (turns to liim, sees her brother) My 
brother, Wilfred — go, for my sake ! 

Ken. (alarraed) Your brother! (crosses and 
Exits in Jiouse R., as Thorne enters r. u. e. Marian 
follows Ken. and is at r. Thorne comes down r. c.) 

Thorne. (Joohing after Iven.) Marian, who 
was that just went in there? 

Marian. It was Mr. Brown. 

Thorne. 'VMiy didn't you tell me you knew 
Brown? Why didn't you tell me you visited his 
rooms? 

Marian. Brother, you know? 

Thorne. It's true, then? Marian, I can't un- 
derstand your silence in a matter of this kind. I 
don't liike any of that fast rich set. A poor girl, 
such as you, is better without acquaintances of that 
kind. Ilnderstand, Marian, it is my earnest wish 
that you will not speak to him again. I dislike Brown 
above any of them except Madden. They despise us 
because we are so poor. Well, let them. 

Marian. Oh, they don't feel that way, Gerald. 

TnoRNE. Oh, yes they do. They're all rotten 
with the pride of inherited money. They haven't 
any use for tlie man who hasn't the ]n'ice. 

Marian. Brother, do you ever think it may be 
one of these rich students who is helping you through 
college ? 



46 BltOWN OF HARVARD. 

Thorne. {savagely turning to her) If 1 thought 
that — Oh, but no — you don't know them. Selfish to 
the core. Help nie? (laughs) Why, they scarcely 
know that I'm in existence, (takes her hand) And, 
Marian, while we are speaking of these things, why 
do I find you walking about the yard, when I ex- 
pressly told you 

Marian, (goes up to him) Oh, Brother, most 
of the girls do the same thing. It is quite custom- 
ary — Vespers — you know 

Thorne. Well, I don't like it! Please don't do 
it any more. I must see Cartwright. I don't like 
to leave you here. I will be back soon and take you 
home, (crosses to door r. She crosses to c. He 
starts to enter dormitory r., then turns to Marian. 
He comes hach to her and lifts her face to his) 
Poor little motherless girl. I am sometimes harsh 
with you. But you know it's only because you are so 
dear to me. You know that, don't you? 

Marian. Oh, yes, I know you're too good to me. 
(Thorne Exits into dormitory) — Too good! 

(Turns to c. as Tom Enters from house L. and 
crosses up stage. Seeing Marian he comes 
down c.) 

Tom. (at c.) Why, how do you do, Miss 
Thorne? I'm very glad to see you. 

Marian. How do you do, Mr. Brown? I've so 
wanted to see you. 

Tom. Eeally? What do you want to see me 
about ? 

Marian. Yes. To ask you if my rash folly in 
coming to your rooms that day had hurt you with 
your friends? 

Tom. No, it's all right. Don't you worry about 
it. It's bound to come out all right. 

Marian. It is then as I feared. Miss Kenyon 
is angry with you still. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 



4t 



Tom. She is a little angry, I confess. She hasn't 
answered any of my letters. 

Marian. Oh, it seems dreadful that I should 
have brought this on yoii, who have been so kind to 
Wilfred and to me! 

Tom. Good? Wliat have I done? 

Marian. Why, the money you loaned him. 

Tom. Oh, what are a few dollars now and then? 
I was very glad I had it to be able to assist you. 

Marian. It seems a great deal to me. And I 
want to thank you for your kindness. (Thorne and 
Cart, enter door at e.) I do thank you so much. 

TiiORNE. (coming down from steps to R.) 
Thank him? For what? (Marian gives startled 
cry and turns to Thorne) What have you to thank 
this man for? 

Tom. Oh, just on general principles. 

(Cart, comes down from R.) 

Thorne. I want no flippant remarks from you! 
{crosses in front of Marian to c. Marian goes over 
to Cart, at r.) Fve allowed you and your associates 
to treat me with the contempt you would not have 
bestowed upon a dog, because I was poor and you 
were paying me, I wanted no social relations with 
you. But this is a personal matter. We are man to 
man in this, and I tell you now that your acquaint- 
ance with my sister must cease. 

Tom. Not if your sister still condescends to 
honor me with her acquaintance. 

Thorne. It is an honor indeed. Men like you, 
cold, selfish, brutal, with not a spark of generosity 
or kindly feeling in your natures— — 

(Cart, crosses to Thorne to restrain Mm,) 

Cart. Thorne, this man is 

Tom. {hrealcivq in on Cart.) Cartwright! 
(Cart, stops) Thorne, I hope I will see you a.<^ain 
sometime. *^ 



43". 



BROAVN OF HARVARD. 



TiiORNE. (indignant, goes to Marian at R.) 
Come, Marian, {talss her arm and tliey Exit R. u. E. 
Cart, follows them up) 

Tom. 1 think she's very nice indeed, but I'd hate 
to have a brother like that. 

(Cart, comes down to Tom at l. c.) 

Cart. Say, Tom, that's pretty tough on you, 
after the way you have treated him. 

Tom. Sh! Cut it out! 

Cart. Oh! Tom, you're so afraid someone will 
find out how soft a heart you have under all your 
bluif. 

(Thurs. and Madden Enter at l. and Tubby.) 

Tom. Oh, not at all. 

(Theij go up stage, as Thurs. and Madden come 
down. Thurs. crosses to c. and turns to Mad- 
, DEN. Cart. Exits r. u. e.) 
^Thurs. Say, Clax, let's slip away and head off 
the girls. 

(Tom comes down as Thurs. crosses and Exits at 
R. u: e:, followed hy Clax. Tubby at l.) 

Tom. (at c.) Say, Clax. (Clax comes bach 
a7id Tom sees Tubby) Hello, Tubby! You get 
fatter every time I see you. Say, Clax ! 

Madden, {at r. of Tom) What is it, Kid? 

Tom. Say, bring the girls here, will you? I've 
got to see Evelyn. I've written eighteen letters in 
the last month,"^and she won't answer any of them. 

Madden. All right, I'll trot 'em along— but don't 
blame me if they give you the cold and stony. 

Thurs. {calling from outside) Hey! Clax 

Madden. All right, I'm coming, {starts to go) 

Tom. Don't pay any attention to him. If you 
bring the girls here, I'll give you a new scarf-pin 
Christmas, maybe. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 



49 



Madden-. Fine, you're on. (Exits r. u. e.) 

Tom. I said *' maybe.'' 

Tubby. Say, Tom, you don't mean to say you're 
going to stay here and face the girls after that show- 
down in your room on April first? 

Tom. Well, you just watch me ! 

Tubby. I wish I had your nerve. She'll turn 
you down and that will make you look cheap. 

Tom. All the better! She's a woman, isn't she? 
If I look cheap she won't be able to resist the 
bargain. 

Tubby. What do you mean? 

Tom. Oh! that's too subtle for you. Tubby, I 
wish you'd do me a favor. I want you to get Thurs- 
ton out of the way, so I can see Evelyn here alone. 

Tubby. Gee! It would take a cyclone to get 
him away, when Miss Kenyon is about. And you 
know I ain't much good at thinking things, that is, 
until it's too late. 

Tom. I'll tell you what I'll do. Tubby. If you 
can arrange it so that I can have five minutes here 
this afternoon with Evelyn, I'll blow you off to seven 
consecutive dinners at the Touraine. 

Tubby, (delighted) Do you mean it, Kid? 

Tom. Go as far as you like. (Tubby sJioivs 
great pleasure) Why, you've got incipient consump- 
tion of those dinners already. 

(Enter r. u. e. Thurs. and Eve., tJieij come down 
to R. of c, and Clax and Edith, ivho come to 
middle c. Tom is l. of c. and Tubby l. of 
Tom.) ' 

Tubby. Eh ! I ain't no diplomat. Kid. 

Tom. Don't be diplomatic, be Rooseveltian and 
you'll win out every time. (Tubby sees Thurs. and 
Eve. and motions to Tom. He ivalhs to Eve. whose 
hack is turned to Tom) Hello, Evey, I'm awfully 
glad to see you. (she does not notice him) How do 



50 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

you do, Evelyn? (pause) I feel very badly indeed, 
thank you. (turns to Tubby) I feel like a fool. 

Tubby, (l. of tree) Yes. 

Tom. (turns to Edith who does not notice him) 
Hello, I know you, too. (pause, he turns to Tubby) 
Do you know anything about this? (Tubby shakes 
his head ''No'') Did anyone speak? 

Tubby. Nobody spoke. Kid. 

Madden, (affecting surprise) Hello, Kid, you 
here ? 

Tom. It seems not. I don't know whether I am 
or not. 

Tubby, (crossing to Eve.) How do you do, 
Miss Kenyon ? 

Eve. (turning to greet him) Why, how do you 
do. Tubby ? 

(Tom comes forward below Tubby.) 
Tom. How do you do. Miss Kenyon ? 

(She ignores him, turning to Thurs. Tom urges 
Tubby forward, with a slap.) 

Eve. (as she turns to Thurs.) Do you know, I 
haven't seen Tubby since 

Tubby, (r. of c.) Say, Thurston, those fish- 
eggs we were watching down at the " Lab '' have 
hatched out. Let's you and I go and see them, will 

you? 

(All stare in surprise, then laugh.) 

Tom. (laughing) Fish-eggs! If I couldn't 
think of a better excuse than that ! Come here. 

(Tubby crosses to Tom, who whispers to him.) 

Madden. Yes, Tubby is devoted to biology. 

Thurs. It isn't biology — it's fryology. Tubby 
likes to watch them and think how many good edible 
fish they'll make. But not for me this afternoon, 
thank you. 

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BROWN OF HARVARD. 51 

(Tom motions Clax to go away.) 

Madden. Come on. Let's get away and give the 
Kid a chance. 

Edith. All right, if you think he deserves it. 

Madden. Sure he does. 

Edith. Oh, very well then. Oh, Evey! (goes 
down as Eve. turris to her) As you have to wait for 
your mother here, we'll meet you at vespers, if you 
don't mind. Mr. Madden wants me to — er— show 
me— the ^^ Glass Flowers." {turns to Madden and 
they go up to R. u. E.) Oh! hang the glass flowers' 
Let's go down to the Stadium and size up the 
runners, (they Exit r. u. e., Clax waving hack to 
Tom) ^ 

(Eve. turns to Thurs. as Edith goes up.) 

Eve. They evidently don't want us. (crosses to 
R. of Thurs., facing Tom a7id bringing Thurston's 
bach to him) Mother won't be long, thougli. I pre- 
sume you won't mind boring yourself with me for a 
few minutes. 

Thurs. Why, Miss Kenyon, I'd wait for you for 
a million years. 

(Tom gives Tubby a push. Tubby crossing to 

Thurs.) 

Tubby, (l. of c.) Say, Mr. Thurston, let's you 
and I go see the glass flowers, will you? ( smiles at 
Tom, as Thurs. angrily turns) 

Thurs. (crossing to Tubby) What's the mat- 
ter with you? Have you got 'em again? (turns 
back to Eve.) 

Tubby, (crossing to l.) There, see there. The 
old fusser. 

Tom. (l. of c.) That's all right. Tubby. Don't 
worry about it at all. (laughing) It's better than 
fish-eggs, anyway. Now remember, from mock-turtle 
to demi-tasse seven times. 



u^ BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tubby, (slowly smiling) Gee ! I've got it, Kid, 
Fve got it ! Ha ! Ha ! I'll fix him. (Exit in 

house L.) , n • Ti. /7^^7. 

Tom {at l. 1) He has them all right, {look- 
inq over at Eve.) They seem very happy. I guess 
ril try it once more. {crosses to R. and L. oj 
Thurs.) How do you do, Miss Kenyon? (TiiURS. 
in his ivay, lie takes a step or tivo to attract her at- 
tention Thurs. motions, moves with him ana 
blocks him) Well, I hope I'm not m the way. 

Thurs. {turning to Tom) Not at all, old man, 
not at all. {turns bach to Eve.) 

Tom. I'm not addressing you, sir \on to me m 
the future— a person. Darned old fusser. All 
borrowed clothes. I've got a Panama hat like that 
The more I look at it-by golly! that's my nat! 
Well, I hope I'm not de trop. I fancy I am, so I d 
better be going. 

(Boys are heard whooping Indian style in house 

at L.) 

Thurs. Well, don't let us keep you. 

(With wild whooping, half a dozen boys headed hy 
Tubby, rush on from l. and cross to R., seize 
Thurs., hoist him on their shoulders, carry him 
off and Exit R. u. e. The noise not subsiding 
till they are well off. Tom bursts into a laugh 

■ and fails on step at L. Eve. surprised goesnp 
staqe to tree at c, watching tM boys off, then 
bursts into laughter. ToM seeing her laugh, 
rises and goes up to her.) 

Tom (l. of Eve.) How-do-you-do, Miss Ken- 
yon? Won't you {extending his hand She is 

laughing, her bach to him) I told Tubby he needn t 

-^t'^^'^S^'-O^^ You're, too absurdi 
(^comes down stage and crosses to L. m front of tree. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 53 

Tom comes down to c.) But it was funny. Mr. 
Thurston looked so surprised, {laughing) 

Tom. Did you notice it? He didn^t even stop 
to say good-bye. Pie left you most unceremoniously, 
I thought. I don't think I should have left you that 
way. 

Eve. Tom Brown, you've the most assurance — 
{laughs and turn^ away) Now you needn't think 
I'm laughing because I'm pleased with you, for I'm 
not. 

Tom, {at c.) Still you're not as angry as you 
were. 

Eve. Oh! I hate you! 

Tom. No, 3'Ou don't. 

Eve. Yes, I do. 

Tom. No, you don't hate me at all. You love 
me, and you know it. 

Eve. {turning to him) Why, how dare you? 

Tom. Well, you see it's this way. I've reasoned 
it all out. There's Miss Sinclair, who was in the 
room that day. She wasn't so awfully angry, she 
speaks to me at least. And then I saw your mother 
and explained it to her, and she understood it per- 
fectly. She thought I got out of it nicely under the 
circumstances, and said that I might call again. 
But you — you won't forgive, so I know it's gone 
deeper with you. That's how I know you care. 

Eve. I don't consider the explanation you gave 
mother a satisfactory one at all. 

Tom. Well, I can give you an entirely different 
one if you want it. 

Eve. Tom, you're so — so provoking. Now why 
won't you be frank with me? 

Tom. How can I be " frank " with you when 
I'm " Tom " to everybody else ? 

Eve. Oh ! You're impossible ! {she crosses in 
front of him, going up R. when he takes her hands 
and holds them. They come down to c.) 

Tom. {at c.) Ah! Evey, why won't you trust 



,^ BROWN OF HARVARD. 

me? I can't explain why that girl, Miss Thome, 
{she draws her hand away) was in my room, without 
implicating someone else. 

Eve. {turning to him, r. of c.) Madden? 

Tom. Oh! no, not Madden. But I assure you 
there was no disloyalty to you in her being there, 
and — you know, Eve}^, this spirit of suspicion is a 
very bad thing; don't let it grow on you. You see, 
when a wife can't trust her husband 

Eve. {amazed) But, I'm not your wife. 

Tom. No, but you're going to be. {takes flowers 
from her belt, and as she tries to recover them, takes 
her hand) Thank you very much indeed. As I 
was saying, the only way to be happy is to be trust- 
ful and when you come down to the point of things, 
there's no use asking a man questions that he doesn't 
want to answer. Because he will only tell you fibs. 
The best thing to do is just to accept the brute in 
spite of all his faults, and you'll be surprised how 
happy we will be. 

Eve. Tom, you're so impatient, you really don't 
know it. 

Tom. Yes, but there's a lot of fellows fussing 
around you all the time, and there isn't one of them 
thinks half as much of you as I do. 

Eve. {crossing slowly to l. of tree) Oh, I don't 
know. Mr. Thurston just told me that he loved the 
ground I walked on. {leans against tree, hack to 
Tom) 

Tom. Well, that's very nice of him. Is that all 
he loves, just the ground? {crossing to her) You 
know I'd rather love you than the ground, {places 
his arm around her, she releases herself, goes around 
L. of tree, comes down r. of tree. Tom meets her) 

Eve. Well, I'll — you can't get around me that 
way. 

Tom. Well, I'll get around you this way. {tries 
to embrace her. She turns to c.) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 55 

Eve. (r. of c.) Toiil, you won't take me seri- 
ously. 

Tom. (c.) I'll t^ke you any way I can get you. 

Eve. (turning to him) Now I'm really hurt 
and angry 

Tom. No, you're not. 

Eve. {turninrj away) Yes, I am, and after 
what happened in your room that day 

Tom. Say, Evelyn, what is it makes the women so 
suspicious ? 

Eve. {looking at him, then aivay) The men. 

Tom. Where did you read that? Sounds like the 
Ladies' Home Journal. You can go up one for that. 
Say, Evey, let's come to Hecuba ! Won't you let me 
put the ring on again ? 

Eve. No. 

Tom. Please. 

Eve. {dccidedhj) No. 

Tom. I wish you would. You don't know Kow 
broken up I was that day you sent it back. You 
know I'm not much on talk, but there has never been 
anyone but you, Evey, ever since I first met you, 
you — you know we are just like that — every mem- 
ber of our family, {quartette singing ''Fair Har- 
vard" is heard off in l., aiid vestry hell is r.) 
Father could never see any other proposition but 
mother, she was "the one" and, only, ever since he 
was a boy. Oh! hang it, Evey, let me put it on 
again. It will make me very happy. Let me put the 
ring on again, {puts his arm. around her) 

Eve. No, Tom, no. It was foolish anyway — you 
pledging yourself before even your college days were 
over, before you'd really known any other girls. 

Tom. Oh, hang it! there aren't any other girls. 

Eve. {turning to him) Honest? 

Tom. Honest. 

Eve. Well, you may keep the flower 

Tom. Then you will take the ring? 

Eve. No, I won't take the ring. 



56 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. Well, just take it till over Sunday. 

Eve. No, not yet, but — you may come and see 
me. 

Tom. May I? 

Eve. Oh ! but I haven't forgiven you, not really 

forgiven you; and you are not to try to kiss me, 
never. 

Tom. What are you talking about, never? 

Eve. {turning away) Well, not for a very long 

time. 

Tom. Well, we'll see about that. {looking 
around carefully) Evey, do you know what I like 
most about you? 

Eve. No. {slightly turning her head to c. as 
Tom approaches) What? 

Tom. {crossing to R. of c.) My arms! {clasps 
her in his arms and hisses her. She retreats a step 
then turns to him) 

Eve. (r. of c.) Now, Tom, remember, you re 
only on probation. 

Tom. (l. 0/ c.) All right, {lowing) I m on 
probation. 

CURTAIN. 

(Eve. exits l. u. e. and curtain rises showing hoys 
returning with Thurs. on their shoulders. 
They let him down R. of c. Tubby is c. and 
Tom l. of c.) 

Tubby. Say, Tom, do I get those dinners? 

Tom. Oh, boys, I'm on probation! 

CURTAIN. 

1st Call:— Tom, Eve., Thurs., Tubby and Boys. 
2nd Call : — Tom and Eve. 
3rd Call:— Tom, Thurs., Tubby and Madden. 
4th Call: — Tom. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 57 



ACT. III. 

Scene:— The 'Varsity Boat Cluh on the day of the 
race ivHh the English Amateurs. The scene is 
laid in the large hall of the boat-house. The 
. entrance is from door at l. The locker room is 
at R., and a half flight of stairs leading to it, 
stairs then turn to l. and lead to balcony which 
runs across stage to l. Three large windows 
open out on balcony giving view of river. Under 
balcony a large double opening leads to porch 
and float outside, showing river beyond. A 
racing shell is on the float. The walls are hung 
with flags and bunting, the American flag and 
English flag are draped on opposite sides of the 
ivall. Another American flag is seen floating in 
the breeze through window at l. Racing cars 
are standing on either side of stage. A table is 
fitted up under balcony at l. ivith refreshments 
for boys, ivho help themselves from time to 
time. The table is in charge of 0' Tiara, the 
Irish door-keeper. At rise a band is heard play- 
ing outside and crowds are cheering down the 
river. ^ The boys are discovered betting and 
chatting noisily. Tubby is at L. helping him- 
self to refreshments. Thurs., Cart., Coltoi^, 
Kenyon, Pierce and other boys are up at float 
in the betting excitement which is kept up till 
Programme Boy enters at l. selling programmes. 
Boy. (l. of c. crossing to c.) Programmes! 
boiivenir programmes of the race! Programmes! 
Programmes ! 

Tubby, (l. of c. Boy turning to him) Here, 
boy, I want one. (takes one and turns away) 
Boy. Fifty cents. 

(Tubby looks at him, then hands if back) (Boy 
then goes to boys at float, sells one or two and 
Exits R.) 



58 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(O^Hara is drinking at L. c. and Thurs. comes 
down to him.) 

Thurs. (r. of O'Hara) Look here, O'Hara, I 
sent the case of wine up here for my friends. 

O'Hara. Of course you did, sir, and youll never 
have no better friend than Mike O'Hara. Sure, I 
was speaking to the President yisterday, and he says 
to me, says he : " Mike, yer noted for your race day 
drunks, an' if ye don't get a bigger bun on this time, 
than ye iver did before, begorra, the crew'll take it as 
a personal insult." And I'm not the man to be 
insulting the best crew that Harvard iver had, so 
long as me throat leads to me head. 

Thurs. That's right, Mike ; go as far as you like. 

Tubby. That's good stuff all right, but I'm afraid 
to drink too much on an empty stomach. I'm so 
darned nervous over this race I couldn't eat half my 
breakfast this morning. Didn't have anything but 
Bome buckwheat cakes and some sausage and a couple 
of eggs, a few bananas and a pickle. Couldn't even 
drink my two glasses of milk. 

Bud. (entering from locker room at r.) Say, 
have you fellows seen Madden or Thome? They're 
always late. 

(Madden and Barnard Enter from L. and cross to c. 
and hoys come down and group around them. 
Bud comes down stairs to them.) 

Bud. (r.) Say, what the devil do you mean by 
being late? 

Madden, (c.) Oh, Lord! I could hardly get 
here as it was. My knees feel as though they were 
made of watch-spring. Going like this all the time. 
Gee ! if a fellow could only take some nice hygienic 
anaesthetic on the day before the race and wake up 
just at the pistol shot, it'd save a lot of agony. Say ! 
I've got the funniest feeling under my handkerchief 
pocket 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 59 

Bud. Oh, what's the matter with you ? Come on, 
get out of your clothes. (Madden crosses to r. and 
starts upstairs) (Barnard follows Madden) Yoa 
too, Barnard. The race is to-day not next week.' 
Say, have you fellows seen Thorne? 

Madden, (turns at landing) No. Ain't he he^e 
yet ? 

Bud. No, he isn't. (Madden and Barnard Exit 
viLo room) That blamed outsider's given me more 
trouble ! He's got the muscle all right, but he hasn't 
got the spirit of a real athlete, {crosses and Exits 
info locker room) 

Tubby, (at r. to Pierce) No, I ain't betting. 
I only got twenty-five dollars left of my allowance. 

(At ''real athlete" a hoat-load of girls off of upper 
L., shouting ''Harvard! Harvard! Bah! Rah f 
Rah!" Three times. "Harvard! Harvard f 
Harvard! "Good luck, boys, good luck!"-^ 
Laughter.) 

Thurs. (runs up at float, and down to boys) 
Crickey! Look at that boat-load of peaches! 

(All the boys run up to float, looking at girls and 
waving to them.) 

Pierce, (on float) That one in the red dress for 



mine 



(Boy has Harvard flag and is singing: " Fm a 
Yankee Doodle Dandy," Programme Boy 
Enters. Bus. r. u. e.) 

Boy. Programmes? Programmes! (crosses to 
door L.) ^ 

Bud (enter from locker room) Say, Mike! Oh 

7''-^;7^m; ^""^ ^"^ ^^' ^^ ^^ ^o^^e street and ask 
for Mr. Thorne. Tell him Mr. Hall wants him here 
at once, hurry now. Get a move on you. (Bud 
Exits into room r.) 



QQ BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(Boy crosses to l. and Exits.) 

Tubby, (coming down float with Pierce to R.) 
I tell you I ain't betting! (coming down from float 
to L. of c, with CoLTON, Cart., to c.) 

Thurs. (c. l.) Say, Colton, it's none of my 
business, but really, you know the Englishmen haven't 
a chance against our crew. It's the best one we ever 
had. You're wasting your money. 

Colton. (l.) Oh, I'm not betting for myself. 
I wouldn't bet against my Alma Mater. I'm sort 
of playing book-maker for some friends of mine in 
town who want to throw away their coin. 

(Ken YON down to R.) 

Thurs. Well, I'll take up a couple of them. 

Kenyon. (r. of c.) Say, don't you fellows be 
too sanguine. I sort of feel apprehensive 

Thurs. (turning to Ken.) What about? 

Kenyon. Oh, I don't know. Sort of feeling- 
something in the air. 

Thurs. (c.) Oh, you're in the air. (turns to 
Colton) (Kenyon up crosses to l. and down l. 
of Colton) Say, Colton, I'll give you ten to one on 
everything up to a hundred. 

Cart. (r. of c.) Say, Thurston, you must have 
an interest in your father's business, haven't you? 

Thurs. No, only a mild curiosity, (turning to 
Colton) You take me, Colton? 

Colton. Sure, give you odds on a hundred. (Re- 
cords let) (Thurs. and Cart, up stage) (Colton 
turns to Kenyon) That's the third time you've 
butted in. 

Kenyon. Well, knowing what I do, I can t bear 
to see my friends done. 

Colton. Oh, it's a pity about you! (goes up 
stage) 

(Ken follows.) 



browin of harvard. Qi 

Tubby, (doivn at r.) Say, why don't you let me 
alone.? If I bet my last twenty-five dollars and lose, 
how am I going to eat for the rest of the month ? My 
father won't send me any more. 

TiiURS. {coming down to e. c.) What's your 
bet? 

(Cart, to c.) 

Pierce, (r. of Tubby) I want to bet Tubby 
that we come in thirty-five seconds ahead. 

Thurs. {to Tubby) Why don't you take it? 

Cart, (c.) Now look here, boys, that isn't 
betting. That's gambling, pure and simple. It's all 
right to bet on your college through loyalty, but when 
it comes to splitting minutes 

TiruRS. (r. c.) Splitting minutes! I'll split a 
second with anyone v/ho wants to bet. {crosses in 
front to L. to Colton) 

Pierce. I'll tell you what I'll do. Tubby 

Tubby. 'No, I won't bet. 

Pierce. I won't make it an even bet, — {showing 
meal tickets) I'll throw in these meal tickets. 

Cart. Ah ! Meal tickets. 

TursY. {eyes hidging at tickets) Well,— make 
it ten seconds and it's done. 

Pierce. All right. If we come in ten seconds 
ahead, {records bet) Twenty-five dollars. Tubby 
Anderson. 

Thurs. {crossing to r. c.) And 111 bet you 
we'll come in a minute ahead. 

Cart. Say, now, Thurston, you're getting excited. 

Thurs. Oh, wliat are you giving me? You've 
got a bet up yourself, haven't you ? 

Cart. Oh, well, a straight "bet. I've got two, for 
that matter. 

{Boijs start up stage, and meet Tom Entering r. 
Tom comes down c. and hoys group around. 
Colton crosses at back to r. and Kenyon down 

L.) 



62 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Tom. (c.) Hello, boys! 

Boys. Hello, Tom ! Where have you been ? 

Tom. I've been out on the river watching the 
Englishmen. They've been rowing np and down for 
the last half hour, giving the dolls a treat. You can 
see them from the float. They're almost up here 
now. (Boys go up to float, leaving Tom at c, Colton 
at R. and Ken yon at l.) Hello, Colton. 

(Colton comes to R. c.) 

Colton. Never saw anything like it. The whole 
town's mad. 

Tom. Odds holding good? 

Colton. I should say. Some places you can get 
two to one on the 'Varsity. 

Tom. That's good news. Funny thing. Even 
my old Dad's got the fever. Just sent me a wire I 
could go as far as I liked on our boys. 

Colton. There's a fellow outside — friend of 
mine, wants to put up even money on the Englishmen. 
If you'd like — I can act for you. 

Tom. Why, that's very good of you 

Kenyon. Don't you do it, Tom. We may not 
win. 

Tom. Oh, that's a chance we all take, (crosses R. 
to stairs) I wish you'd place five hundred for me as 
well as you can, will you ? 

Colton. Sure. 

Madden, (at top of stairs) Hey, Kid! 

Tom. Eh ! 

Madden. Bud wants all the substitutes up here. 

Tom. All right. That's a go, is it, Colton? 

Colton. Sure. 

Tom. Say, I'll bet you an extra hundred we don't 
lose. You take me? 

Colton. That goes. 

Tom. Hello, boys! (Exits, and hoys are heard 
greeting him) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. g3 

CoLTOX (crossmg to Ken.) What the devil do 
you mean by telling Brown not to bet? 

T ^^^^r?""' . kH ^ ^^°* ^^ ^^^1 everybody. I feel 
I must shout it aloud. 

CoLTOx. Oh, you make me weary. Why don't 
you pijll yourse f together and n.ake some money for 
yourself? I'll lend you some if ^ 

.n^l!?T' ^'?.^ ^""^ ^^^'*- ^'^^'^^ g^t me where 
.>ou want me. I've done this low trick I know our 

tellows are going to lose, and I can never look them 
m tlie face again. 

CoLTON. Well you'll be able to look your creditors 
m the face. It 11 be pretty comfy, old man, when 
}ou wake up to-morrow morning able to sav • " Well 

ag'Tim''"''' '"'^^ *^' """'^^-^ '^^ ^^-^^* ^^1 ''^^ 

fhp^afJ?'''TPn'^''''' /^^^ *^' ^^^^^ • ^^^ about 
the girl? It'll rum her reputation. 

CoLTox. Don't you believe it. Did you get her 
a ticket for the two-thirty ? J & ^ 

thauSr* ^^' ^ ^^^^ b^^ a check. She leaves by 

CoLTOx. You gave her a check? 

ICexyox. Yes— I borrowed. 

CoLTOx. On Tom Brown 

Xexyox. Suppose Thorne should row after alP 

to ?^r% 7v' '^"rlf '^^"^^ ''' speculators have 
I tht win" ^ r K ^'^^^' ^erve-destroyer here that 

poclei) In thjs note I've been kind enoudi to 

mform him of her departure. I've even told him the 

exact tram she intends to take. 

Kexyox. (aJar?ned) You're not writing him 

CoLTOx Oh ! don't be alarmed. I've been care- 

less enough to omit signing my name. 

(:Enter Bud, worried-Joclcing, at top of stairs.) 
Bud. Say, Mike, isn't Mr. Thorne here yet? 



04- BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(CoLTON seals envelope.) 
Mike, (at table) No. Mr. Thorne is not here 



yet. 



(Bud Exits, grumhling.) 



Kenyon. What do 3^011 think it means ? 

CoLTON. I don't know. Well, it'll suit me just- 
as well if he doesn't show up at alL 
(CoLTON and Kenyon turn up stage, and Thorne 
Enters hurriedly from l. 1 e. ivith troubled face. 
Cart, down and intercepts him as he crosses to c. 
Kenyon joins hoys at float. — Colton sees 
Thorne, ivatches him^ talces letter from pocket 
deliberately, puts letter back, and crosses dovjn 
and Exits l. e.) 

Cart. \Yell, Thorne, it's time you came. You've 
-got everybody worked up. Bud's raving. Is there 
anything the matter ? 

. Thorne. No, no. I — my sister, I stopped to see 
her. I had a sort of feeling that 1 wanted her to wish 
me good luck. You see I haven't any friends like the 
other fellows and I thought it would give m.e a sorr 
of send-off — but, she wasn't at home. 

Cart. Of course not. She's probably on the 
banks struggling for a good place, with the other 
girls. 

Thorne. I know, but I asked her to Avait, and 
Tve been twice to-day. She doesn't often disappoint 
me. Of course it's all right but I've had so few big 
things in my life like this race, that I feel disap- 
pointed somehow — it would have meant a lot to me 
to have seen her to-day, and had her y/ish me good 
luck, (crosses to r., and starts up stairs) 

(Cart, crosses to balustrade.) 

Cart. You've got my best wishes, old man 
(they shalce hands) 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 66 

Thorne. I dare say you think I'm childish. 
Cart. No, no ! I'm proud of you, I'm proud to 
be your friend. 

(Bud Enters from room.) 

Bud. Say— Oh, come along, Thorne and get into 
your togs. 

{They Exit into room as Boys come down) (From 

float.) 

. } 

Thurs. (c.) Yes, it's a dandy little stop-watch 
all right, father just sent it to me. 

Tubby, (r. c.) (Pierce and Coyne at l. — 
Cart, r.) What's the bet, Happy? 

Thurs. It's up on this race against Farrar's bull- 
pup, (crosses to Cart.) (Tubby to table for a 
drinh) You know I don't want — bull-pup, I've got 
two already, but I just simply couldn't pass up a bet 
to save my life. My ring's up, every scarf-pin I own, 
my Tuxedo and most of my glad rags. 

Cart. (Tubby comes down at l. with glass) 
What will you do if we lose the race ? 

Tubby. He'll have to go to darkest Africa. Ha f 
Ha! 

(Thurs. crosses and talces glass from him.) 
Thurs. Say, Tubby, you'll be sorry to-morrow if 
you keep loading up like this. 

(Tubby crosses to c. — Thurs. up to table to opeth 
bottles of champagne.) 

Tubby. Well, I'm sorry now. If I hadn't taken 
those two glasses on an empty stomach, I wouldn't 
have made those bets with Pierce. I never did like 
betting anyway. It's too much like girls. 

Boys. Like girls? 

(Thurs. comes down at l. with wine and glass.) 
Tubby. Yes, it's too uncertain. 



66 6R0WN OF HARVARD. 

(Boys laugh.) 

Thurs. (at L.) Say, fellows, I've got an idea. 
If this stuff strikes a spark of wit from Tubby, 

< " Then I'll drink success to the Harvard crew^ : 
In a sparkling glass of Ruinart's Bruit." 

Bud. (at top of stairs) Hey, fellows! Fellows! 
Here comes the boys! 

(Boys singing " Up the Street *' and march to greet 

^ . Ahe crew; Thurs. puts bottle away and joins 

Boys. The 'Varsity Eight comes down stairs 

dressed in roiving clothes and mingle with the 

boys. — General handshaking and congratula- 

,%:',,:tions.-. — Enter from floats, Ellis, 'Varsity Man^ 

i\ ,,^^(iger with Codrington, i/ana^^ of the English 

crew, to c.) 

Ellis, (l. c.) Boys, stop singing. This is Mr. 
Codrington, manager of the English crew. 

{Boys pass to !>. and crew lines up at 'k.^— They form 
oblique line from lower r. to upper c. — MaddeN" 
^ '-^'■' is first man, then Thorne.) .'.'I.ti'.' 

Codrington. Well, you're a formidable-looking 
set of chaps, I must say. You look as . though : you 
ought to do pretty fair work. 

Bud. {on stairs, R,) Fair work! That's what 
the whole American nation is betting on. 

Boys. That's right, Bud. 

Codrington. That's right, we must all be loyal, 
win. or lose. I always bet on our own crew, myself. 
Only there's not much excitement in that any more, 
you know. It's got to be a sure thing. {Boys look 
at each other. — BUD grunts and comes down stairs) 
Though I must say you fellows look as if you'd give 
us a pretty stiffish run for our money. 

Bud. (crossing to R. c.) The best run you ever 
had in your life! 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 07 

(Approval of Boys.) 

CoDRiNGTOisr. Well, good luck to you, boys, and 
will the best crew win. 

Boys. Thanks. Glad to have met you. Good- 
bye. 
(Cod. and Ellis -w/? and off r. u. e. — Bud up loohing 

after them,) 

Thurs. Seems pretty sure. ' ^) 

Bud. (down to c.) Boys, don't let him bluff you. 
That's what he's doing. You fellows will wipe a 
little of that molasses off his countenance before the 
day is over, or my name is not Bud Hall. Now, 
Thorne— :(Thoene steps to c.) Now, Thorne, you 
know that this race practically depends on you. 
There never has been such time made as under your 
stroke, but you're up against men to-day. I've seen 
them and you've got to light up all the powder that's 
in you. Stroke 'em easy till near the finish. Those 
fellows are over-confident and are going to start out 
a racking clip, just to show us some English fireworks. 
Go easy. Don't get flustered, and put all your work 
in the last mile or half. (Thorne ifp to creiv, and 
^Madden forward to c.) Madden — if you get fussed 
and kick up a muss, just jump out and drown your- 
self. Now Boys, put your mind on winning every one 
of you, and forget there's any dry-goods on. the bank. 

(Creiv and Boys start up to float singing "" Up ihe 
. street/' — Madden, Bud and Thorne, last. 
(Bolton Enters at door l. with letter and crosses 
to c.) 

OoLTON. Thorne! Thorne! (Thorne comes 
down to him at c.) A messenger boy outside asked 
me to hand you this. It's marked " urgent." 
(hands him letter, and Bud, who has watched them, 
comes down and grasps Thorne's hand as he ta^ces 
letter. — Bud is between Thorne mid Qppto;s)xa'A 



68 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Bud. Well, I'll be — say, don't you, an old racing 
man, know better than to try to deliver messages 
before a race? He can't have it. (reaches for letter 
as Thorne takes it in his disengaged hand) 

Thorne. Oh, that's all right, Bud. It's my 
sister's writing, God bless her! Probably wishing 
me good luck. 

Bud. Well, hurry it up, then. 

(Bud turns up to Boys. Colton to table and 
helps himself to drink, watching Thorne, who 
goes to R. c, opens note and reads, stares at it 
and utters cry of agony. — Bud, watch in hand, 
turns.) 

Bud. Come, Thorne, the race, man! the race! 

Thorne. (laughing wildly) To Hell with the 
race! I'll not row to-day. (dashes wildly upstairs 
into room r.) 

(Thurs. coming down, hears him, and rushes up to 
Boys at float.) 

Thurs. (rushes up to Boys) Oh, Thorne won't 
row ! Thorne won't row ! 

Boys. What ! Thorne won't row ? Thorne won't 
row? 

(Bud on stairs comes hack to them.) 

Bud. Boys ! don't lose your nerve ! He's got to 
row ! (goes up and into room) 

{Boys rush around, excitedly, and keep up running 

fire.) 

Tom. (top of stairs) Boys, Boys! I say, what's 
up? 

Tubby, (at n. of stairs) Hell's up! 

Thurs. (c.) Oh, Kid, we're done for ! done for ! 

Tubby, (r. of c.) Thorne won't row! 

Boys. No, Thorne won't row, Thorne won't row! 

Ellis, (l.) Boys, what's the matter? 



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69 



Boys, (crow dm g around him) Thome won't 
row! 

(Bud Enters, comes down stairs.) 

^ Ellis. Won't row ! He's got to row ! We'll make 
him! (crosses to r., meets Bud at foot of stairs) 

Bud. (r.) The man's crazy. I can't do a thing 
with him. (crossing to c.) 

(Tpiorne rushes down stairs and fights his way across 
stage and Exits L. — Boys keep up excitement and 
are in despair.) 

Ellis, (lower r. corner) Boys, boys, we've got 
to put in a sub ! 

Boys, (in groan of despair) Oh — a sub! 

Bud. (c.) Boys! It's all right! We've got to 
put in the sub. (groan from Boys) Who shall it 
be.? Welby— or— the Kid.? 

(All look at Tom on stairs, then:) 
Everybody. The Kid ! The Kid ! 

(Tom leaps downstairs in delight and comes r. c.) 

Tom. Oh, I say 

Bud. Kid—you've been faithful in practice, and 
you've done good work, but we look to you to-day to 
do better work than you've ever done before. Go in ! 
Go in — and win! 

Tom. I will or I'll bust my gizzard ! 

(Boys give luild cheer. — Tom and creiv rush up to 
float and off r.— Other Boys follow them to float. 
Cheering is kept up. — Ken yon is standing at 
post L. c. — COLTON beside him, drinking, turns 
to him.) 

CoLTON. Well, it worked beautifully, beautifully. 
You'll get your money all right. 

Ken YON. Let me alone — ^you — (goes up to float 
looks after crew) 



f-l 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 

(Tubby comes down from float.) 
Tubby, (c.) Oh! I'm stung! 

(Thurs. comes down to r. c. Pierce to l. Cart, to R. 
Other Boys around them.) 

Thurs. What's the matter with you? 

Tubby. My money, my good money. If I hadn't 
taken that champagne on an empty stomach ! 

Pierce, (l.) Who'll buy my bets? I'll sell 
them for anything. 

{Voices heard outside.) 

Thurs. What ? On our own crew ? I'll buy 
them. 

Cart. AVlio'li buy my bets? 

(Students rush in excitement, from L.) 

Students. What's the matter? Ain't Thorne 
going to row? 

Thurs. (crossing to them) Pikers! Welchers! 
Bring your bets here, I'll take every blamed one of 
them. (Mounting champagne box at post) 
\ Students, (crowding around him) Can you 
cash up? 

> . Thurs. Cash up ! My governor'd cash up till he 
was bankrupt before he'd stand for a Harvard man 
betting against his own crew. Give me your bets. 
I'll take every damned one of them, (students ex- 
change bets with him, and keep up scene and Exit at 
L.) (Tiiurs. records bets, then goes to Tubby c.) 
Now, Tubby, I'll take your bets if you want me to. 

Tubby. Thurston, Tve lost every cent I had, and 
I know I'm going hungry for a month, but when you 
want me to bet against my college, you. insult me, 
Happy Thurston, you insult me! (goes. up to float) 

■ * •;'»*• 

(Door opens at 1,. and Mrs. Kenyon ivith card of 
admittance, and Eve. and Edith, appear.— 
Door-lceeper attempts to stop them.— Thurs. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. ^i 

sees them and crosses to them, — Tubby comes 
down to them.) 

Mrs. Kenyon. We have cards from Mr. Madden. 

Thurs. {crossing to L. to ladies) It's all right, 
O'Hara. Come along, Mrs. Kenyon. Go up to the 
balcony and get away from the crowd. 

{They cross, and Thurs., Tubby, Evelyn, Edith 
and Mrs. Kenyon go upstairs,-. Students and 
extra ladies enter after them and go up on 
float to see race. All laughing and chatting and 
pointing down the river. Colton, Cart., and 
Pierce c. On halcony Edith goes to l., Thurs. 
to L. c. Eve. to c. Tubby r. c, Mrs. Kenyoi^ 
R. They look out of window eagerly.) 

Eve. V Why that looks like— Tubby, Tubby Ander- 
son, who's stroke oar? 

Tubby. The Kid. 

Mrs. Kenyon. Tom Brown? 

Tubby. Thorne went crazy and they had to put 
the Kid in, and I'm going to lose twenty-five dollars. 

Eve. What right have you to say we are going to 
toge, Tubby Anderson ? 

Tubby. Why — I thought you weren't friends 
with Tom. 

(A shot is fired down the river off r. Everybody 
exclaims with wild cheers.) 

Everybody. They're off! They're off! Hurrah! 
Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 

{In the excitement, Tubby almost falls oad of 
window. He scramMes back.) 

Tubby, {indignantly) You're a nice lot! You 
didn't care if I fell out and got drowned. 

(Colton sits on box l. of c. Eye, turning to him.) 
Eve. Why, you couldn't drown. Tubby; you'd 



72 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

float, (turning to window) Who's ahead? Can 
you make out? 

TiiURS. The English are, I think. 

Mrs. Ken. They seem to be together. 

Edith. No, the British crew is. Oh, they're 
getting ahead ! 

Eve. It isn't so! It isn't so! Oh, yes it is! 
They're gaining ! Oh, why don't they go fast ? I — 
I 

O'Hara. (dancing around on stage) Hurrah! 
I bet on Ameriky ! I bet on Harvard ! 

CoLTON. (seated on box) How much do you 
want to bet? 

O'Hara. I'm not bettin' with you. I'm just 
bettin' with meself. 

(CoLTON goes up and watches race. As race pro- 
ceeds he is first pleased, then chagrined, and at 
the end is in wild rage.) 

Eve. Oh, I didn't know a race was so short I 

Thurs. More than half way and the Englishmen 
are ahead. 

Edith. Half a length ahead. 

Mrs. Ken. Don't you think they're gaining? 
Don't you think our boys are gaining? 

Eve. Oh, they must ! They must ! 

Tubby. They're creeping up. 

Eve. They're beating our boys! I — I wish I 
were a man ! 

Tubby. So do I. 

Edith. Get a move on, boys, get a move on, boys ! 

Tubby. Oh, it's all up with us ! A whole length 
ahead. 

(A groan from everybody.) 

Thurs. On the last quarter, too. 
Eve. Look ! Look at Tom ! He's going faster — 
he — they're closing up the gap. They're creeping up ! 
Mrs. Ken. Our boys are creeping up ! 



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Edith. The coxswain is yelling to them. 

Tubby. What does he say ? 

Eve. Pull boys, pull, faster. Oh, I wish they 
would hear me. They've got to win. 

Everybody on Balcony. They've got to win 
^ Thurs. Oh, Oh! They're about even! (cheer 
p-om everybody) 

Tubby. They're almost even. 

Editii. That makes them work. That makes the 
Englishmen work. 

Eve. But our boys are not tired, and they are. 

Edith. Our boys are growing better every minute. 

Eve. Oh, such a little way! Pull, boys' 

Everybody, (on and off stage) Pull, mill, pull ! 
1 hey re ahead! (cheer, then immediately) Har- 
vard! Harvard! Harvard! Eah ! Rah! Rah' Rah' 
Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Rah ! Harvard ! Harvard ! 

(Pistol shot from off r.) 
Thurs. They've won ! 

(As Harvard wins, everyone on stage starts to sing 
and dance. Colton tears across stage and Exits 
aj L. The Orchestra plays ''Star Spangled 
Banner/' Kenyon doitm and shouts up at folks 
on balcony. At height of excitew.ent the crew 
rushes on from float at r., bearing Tom on their 
shoulders. As he comes under balcony, Eve. 
drops flotvers on him.) 

CURTAI]^ Xo. 1. 

(Curtain rises on picture. Everybody ivildly cheer- 
ing Tom.) 

(Curtain No. 2.) Curtain rises, Tom is off their 
shoulders, and the boys are pulling him in great 
delight. In the midst of tlie excitement, 
TiiORNE rushes on from door at l. and seizes 
Tom by the throat. — Madden and Cart, tear 
him atvay.) 



74 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Positions on Floor, 

(Kenyon r.. Bud r. c, Tom c. Madden l. c, 
Thorne l. c.^ Cart. l. The crowd are above 
them, yelling madly.) 

Everybody. What's the matter? 

Thorne. This man's a scoundrel and a thief ! 

Everybody. A thief ! 

Thorne. Yes, a thief, for he's stolen a woman's 
honor — my sister. 

Tom. Why, the man's mad ! 

Tpiorne. Mad, am I? Can he deny this check? 
(takes checTc from pocket) He sends my sister 
money. She was trying to cash this check. My 
sister ! 

(Madden takes check, hands it to Tom.) 

Madden. Kid ! 

Tom. (bewildered) My check for three hundred 
dollars! (turns and sees Kenyon r. 7s about to 
speak ivhen Eve. calls despairingly) 

Eve. Deny it, Tom ! Deny it ! 

Thorne. Well, why don't you speak? 

Tom. I will — but, at the proper time, and place. 

CURTAIN. 

CURTAIN ON SAME PICTURE. 

5th Curtain : — Everybody on stage, people come 
down from balcony, 

6th Curtain : — Ladies and Tom. 
7th Curtain: — Gentlemen and Tom. 
8th Curtain : — Eve. and Tom. 
9th Curtain : — And after, Tom. 



BROWN OF HARVARD. ^^ 

ACT IV. 

ScEiiiE :~Same as Act I.~It is night, Thurston, 
Madden, Barnard, Tubby, Pierce, Van 
Renssalaer and Tom are discovered. Every- 
thing shows a long session with pipes and drinks. 
Hazy atmosphere. Siphon and half-emptied 
glasses, a general disorder about the room. 
Tubby is seated in lower r. corner, asleep, and 
snoring. Barnard is at l. of desk. Madden 
IS seated at R. of desk. Thurston is seated r. 
of c. Pierce is seated at piano. Coyne is 
seated in Morris chair near windoiu at upper r. 
When curtain rises Tom is standing with his 
back to audience in c. of stage, near curtain line. 
Tubby snoring heavily, Tom looks across to 
him.) 

Tom. Poor old Tubby! He's all played out. 
(Tubby snores) No, he isn't all played out yet. 
Better give him a call. He must be uncomfortable. 

(Pierce leans over, shakes Tubby.) 
Pierce. Tubby, wake up ! 

(Tubby grunts and straightens up.) 
(Tom walks up stage and down again to c.) 

Madden, {seated r. of desk) Say, Tom ! 

Tom. Yes. 

Madden. I've been thinking, and I know that 
what I have said to myself is just what the other 
tellows are thinking. And I'm going to speak ri<rht 
out. *= 

Tom. That's right, Clax. 

Madden. We don't feel you're being frank with 
us. This is an ugly thing you're up against, you 
Jiaven t any right to keep back anything. You not 
only owe it to yourself, but to your friends to clear 



76 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Ih^ atmosphere. Why, it's given us all a set-back — 
it's made us all feel — rotten. 

Boys. Yes, rotten ! 

Madden. Why, it's even taken the pleasure out of 
our triumph on the river to-day — it's — Oh — it's a 
regular knock-out. 

Tubby, {in aggrieved tone) Yes ! It's ruined 
my appetite. That was a bully feed to-night and I 
couldn't enjoy it. 

(None of the fellows smile or pay any attention to 
Tubby's remarlcs, all sit smoking, no change 
about them except that all the time Madden is 
speaking they have their eyes turned on Tom.) 

Madden. We argued with you hours to-night and 
we won't feel we're any further on than when we 
started. We feel you ought to speak out. 

(Tom takes two or three turns up and doivn the room, 
followed hy the hoys' anxious eyes.) 

Tom. I have spoken. I've told you that I scarcely 
know the girl. I don't think I have spoken over a 
dozen sentences with her in my life. 

Madden. Yes, I know; but this check, {taking 
check from pocket) Kid, why don't you explain 
about the check? 

{At this question every fellow takes his pipe from his 
mouth and ivaits for Tom's answer.q 

Tom. {coming down) Well, because — I can't. 
Even to my own satisfaction I can't explain about the 
check. I can't do it. (hoys all put pipes hack in 
their mouths and smoke furiously, scndirig up clouds 
of smoke) Tom turns from Madden and is going 
up, when Tiiurs. stops him R. of c.) 

Thurs. Hell, Kid ! you're not doing right. I — I 
know you've been Pore, because I used to cut in on 
you with her, but phe, she never cared a hang for me. 
You were always the main guy there; and it doesn't 



BROWN OF HARVARD. ^'J 

seem to me right that you should let her look cheap 
that way before ail the fellows — seems sort of playing 
fast and loose, an' like you don't appreciate what a 
devil of a fine thing it was to be number one with a 
girl like — v/ell, I ain't mentioning any names. 
(turns awcaj as Tom puts his arm around liim and 
pats his shoulder in understanding) 

Pierce, (l. of desk) We can't forget that day 
in your room, Kid; that April Fools' Day. I'm not 
asking what the girl was doing there. That's your 
business, but I don't think you ought to deny that 
you must have known her pretty well. 

(Thurs. goes hack and sits in his chair.) (Tom 
remains at c.) 

Madden, (turning to Pierce) You dry up! 
The Kid doesn't lie. There's something in this we 
don't understand, (to Tom) Say, Tom, if you had 
loaned that money to the girl, you'd tell, wouldn't 
you ? There wouldn't be any harm in telling that 

Tom. N'ow look here, I've told you I can't explain 
about that check. Why do you continue to question 
me? Now you kindly cut it out. That settles it. 
(goes up and sits on couch at c.) 

(The Boys rise.) 

Madden, (takes check from table at his side) 
It says "to bearer." (crosses to Thurs.) Here, 
Thurston, see what you can make out of it. (Thurs. 
takes check and crosses to his place, intently studying 
the check. Madden turns to Tom, aiid Tubby and 
Pierce return to their seats) On the level. Kid, 
did she strike you for a loan? 

Tom. No, no ! Nothing like that at all. 

Ellis, (seated on piano stool at r. c. up) Look 
here, Tom. I never meant to speak about this, but 
I want to force your hand. I saw you a couple of 
weeks ago, in the yard right outside my window, 
talking to that girl, and her brother came out and 



78 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

kicked up a row about something. I'd never have 
thought of it again if this hadn't happened. 

Madden. It looks bad, Tom. It looks bad. (Tom 
is shal'ing his head tvhen a knock comes to the door.) 

Tom. Come in. 

(Ken YON enters and stands at door. He is haggard- 
looking and ivorn.) 

Ken. I saw a light. I thought you might be 
alone. 

Tom. No, come in. (Ken. closes door — "boys 

ignore hirn) You look fagged. Have a drink? 

(Tom rises and crosses to sideboard. Ken sits on 

couch at c.) 

Ken. Yes. I've been up all night. I couldn't 
sleep. 

Tom. I've given all my friends a bad night, it 
seems. I'm very sorry, (crosses to Ken. with a 
drink) There's a bracer for you. Have some water 
in it? You've nothing to worry about, (crosses to 
window at u.) Or to feel particularly anxious about. 

(throws curtains aside, flooding the room ivith sun- 
hats.) 

(Boys rise, stretch and yawn.) 

Tubby. Why, it's morning. Oh ! We've sat up 
all night. Say ! let's all go down to Rammy's and 
get a hot dog. (goes up stage at l.) 

(Ellis and Barnard cross from r. to l. for their 

hats.) 

Boys. That's so. All right. Let's go. Where's 
my hat ? 

(General commotion as Thurston jumps up sud- 
denly.) 

Thurs. I've got it ! This check is a forgery. 



RBOWN OF HARVARD- ^9 

(Ken. drops his glass. Tom steps in front of him 
to screen it.) 

Tom. [coming down c.) Well! You needn't 
yell so loud. 

Madden and Thurston. Kid, is it? Is that 
why— 

(Sharp, quicTc hnock at door R.) 

Tom. Come in. 

(Cart. Enters hurriedly and comes down c. to Tom.) 

Cart. Brown, Thome's coming here. He means 
trouble. You've got to get away. I've done all I 
could. I've spent the whole night with him, but he 
won't listen to reason. I tell you the fellow's crazed. 
Don't stand there like that, man. 

Tom. What do you want me to do? Run? 

(Sharp, quick hnoch.) 
Come in. 

(Thorne ope7is the door r. He loohs around a 
moment, quickly closes door and makes a hee- 
line for Tom. Thurs. at r. comes forward, as 
Thorne passes Cart, at c, and Cart, passes 
behind him and crosses to R. to Thurs. 
Madden crosses to c. to intercept Thorne, 
ivhen Tom springs foriuard and throws Madden 
hack to L. c. Ellis and Pierce cross and stand 
up behind Thorne and Madden. Tubby stands 
R. of desk with Barnard. Tom is at c. 
Thorne at r. of c. Thurs, a7id Cart. r. of 
Thorne, Madden and Tubby l. of c.) 

Tom. Madden, you stand back, this is my row. 

(Madden stands back. Tom slowly measures 

Thorne.) 

Thorne, I swear to you I am not guilty of the thing 
of which you accuse me. 



80 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

Thorne. (tensely) The money? Why did you 
give my sister money? 

Tom. / gave her no money. 

Thorne Don't quibble with me ! But you gave 
her a check. You're a liar and a scoundrel, and I'm 
going to treat you the way we do thieves down in my 
country! (He reaches for pistol in Ids poclcet, as 
Madden steps to him in front and Cart, catches him 
behind. 

Cart. Thorne, he's helping you through college ! 

(Dead silence.) 

Thorne. (slowly) So it was blood-money! 
(Tom tur7is away) Oh, God ! Take from me all the 
knowledge I have gained from this man! May my 
brain be withered — 

Tom. (springing to c.) Stop ! Stop ! Now you 
listen to me ! I'm tired of being bullied. I'm tired 
of having you sit in judgment on me. Now you've 
got to listen to me, and you've got to believe what I 
say. I tell you, my record's clean. I've never done a 
low trick in all my life. You, Madden, my room-mate 
for four years, you ought to be ashamed of yourself ! 
And you, Thurston, and you, and the rest of you. I 
tell you you've got to stop sitting in judgment on me. 
I can't explain about the cheek and I'm not going to 
say anything more about it either, but every man in 
this room has got to say he believes me, or Damna- 
tion and Hell ! I'll fight the whole damned crowd 
of you. (takes off coat, throivs it on ground at his 
feet. There is a moment of amazed silence) 

Thorne. (r. 0/ c.) I don't know what to think. 
My sister denies it is you. I'll wait, (turns from 
Tom and slowly scans the faces present) I'll wait. 
(goes up to door, opens door quickly and exits.) 

(Deep silence is maintained until Tom tali.es his coat 
from the floor, which is a signal for the hoys for 
a pent-up outburst.) 



K«0 



BROWN OF HARVARD. gj 

Madden. Oh, the devil !— give me a drink 
{crosses to sideboard l.) 

Boys. Yes let's all have a drink, (they all crow 
for dnnk, with general confusion) 

(Thuks. to window e. Cart, to door r.) 

Tubby. \Vhat I say is, if we all go down to Ram- 
my s and get some coffee and a hot dog, we'd all feel 
better for it. (crosses to door, opens it) 

Boys. Fine, Tubby! Yes, that's so. Come along. 

(They all make general exit. Kenyon starts to 
follow Tom quickly blocks him and push49 
ntm oacKtf 

Tom. I'm sorry for what happened to-night. 
Madden (turning at door, to Tom) Aren't yott 
coming. Kid ? / i. jvu 

Tom. (looking at Ken., who stands at desk) 
o'c^ock'^ * ""^ ^"^ ^'''^^' -^'^^ ^^^^^ ^^"^ ^^ °'"^ 

(Madden exits, and Thurs. takes his hat and follows 
and is %n the hallway when Tom calls him back.) 

Tom. Thurston— Thurston ! 

(Thurs. turns and comes back,) 

(Ton advances to him and extends his hand. Then 
shake and look at each other for a moment.) 

(Thurs. Exits.) 

(Tom closes door, standing with his back against it, 
looking at Ken.) 

Ken. (r. of desk) Well, what have ycu to sav? 

f J A ,?!??''?' ^ ^'''''^ ^^^ wh^t to say to you, 
for I don t think we understand the same ianguW 
]^ow look here, don't you misunderstand my actions 
m this matter. I'm not trying to shield you. I'm 



S2 BROWN OF HARVARD. 

not even sorry for you ; but I'm sorry for your good 
mother and your sister, and 111 destroy this check 
for them, (takes check from pocket, tears it and 
crosses to l., ihrowing check in waste basket) There, 
that's wiped out. Kow I don't ask you why you aid 
it, because I don't give a damn. But what I do ask 
you is, what are you going to do about that girl ? 
|\Vhat are you going to do about her? (sits l. of 
(lesk. ) 

.iii*'- (Ken. comes down, sits r. of desk.) 

Ken. Tom — I — I know it was a low thing about 
ttiat ' check — I — I — was so hard pressed — ^but the 
girl — I can't marry her — other fellows wouldn't — ■ 

Tom. Other fellows wouldn't? What kind of 
fellows are you talking about? Wilfred, I'm no 
saint, but if a girl — young, pure and innocent, which 
Miss Thorne is — were to put her love for me on one 
side, and the opinion of the world on the other, I'd 
stick to that girl through Hell-fire, for I'd know that 
she loved me, and nothing she might gain in all the 
world except that love I could , give her. You're 
ashamed about that check because the rotten stand- 
ards of our world have made it a worse thing for a 
so-called gentleman to steal money than to steal a 
woman's heart, — something, Wilfred, that all the 
money in the world can't buy back again. I tell you, 
that girl, with her purity and devotion, is a queen. 
She's much too good to be thrown away on a deuce- 
spot like you. 

Ken. Oh, Kid, you're right. I'm rotten clean 
through. I'm worse than you think. That girl's 
leaving town was nothing f I never intended even to 
follow her — I — did it for Colton. He promised to 
pay my debts — he didn't want Thorne to row. 

Tom. You — you 

Ken. Oh, Tom ! Don't look at me like that. I'd 
rather you'd strike me. You can't know what it 
meant to me your winning that race. I never saw 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 83 

myself as I was, I never realized the awful thing I 
was doing until it was too late, and all my low- 
rotten life passed before me. I prayed that you'd 
win as I never prayed before. Oh, I know it's hard 
to believe after what I have told you. I've been 
playing the game wrong. Kid, if I'm given but one 
chance I'll start all over again. 

Tom. {leaning over desk to Ken.) Ah, but 
you're weak ! I can't trust you. Will you, Wilfred, 
will you try? 

Ken. So help me ! 

Tom. Try, and I'll help you all I can. (IcnocJc 
at door) Come in. (no response) Wait a moment, 
Wilfred. (crosses and opens door. Mrs. Ken. 
enters) Good morning, Mrs. Kenyon. Wilfred, 
your mother is here, (closes door as Mrs. Ken. 
comes down to Wilfred l. c.) 

Mrs. Ken. Why, Wilfred! (talces his hand. 
Ken. crosses up to c. a step and Mrs. Ken. to r. of 
desk, then turning to Tom) Tom 

Tom., (coming down to c. R.) Yes, Mrs. Ken- 
yon. 

Mrs. Ken. I presume Wilfred lias come to you 
on the same errand which brings me here. I couldn't 
sleep last night after that terrible scene in the boat- 
house. Oh, Tom, what does it mean? Why did you 
send that girl away ? WTiy did she have your check ? 
How could you, when we all loved you so? How 
could you have broken our hearts like this? Surely, 
if anything could have kept a man straight, it 
should have been the pure heart that was yours, the 
young soul that believed in you. Oh, Tom, you have 
broken my daughter's heart ! (sinking into chair, 
weeping) 'v) 

Ken. (up c.) Mother, don't — don't! (coming 
doivn to her) Mother, it was I that gave that check 
to Marian Thorne. (falls sobbing at her feet, with 
his head buried in her lap) 

(Mrs. Ken.^ astonished, looks at Tom^ the7i raises 



54: CKOWN OF HARVARD. 

Wilfred, loohing at him a moment, lifting his 
face and then clasps him in her arms.) 

Mrs. Ken. Wilfred— Wilfred ! 

{Door R. opens and Evelyn and Madden enter. 
Eve. loking at Tom as she enters.) 

Eve. Mother. 

Tom. Good morning. 

(Eve. goes down to her mother. Wilfred turns up 
stage a bit, and Madden crosses L. behind desk.) 

Eve. Mr. Madden has told me that check was a 
forgery. 

Mrs. Ken. Forgery? 

Tom. No, no. I gave the check to Wilfred, and 
he loaned it to the girl who is to become his wife. 

(Wilfred crosses to Tom and shakes his hand, then 
up to door at r. Mrs. Kenyon crosses to Tom 
at R. c, and Eve. turns up stage to her brother.) 

Mrs. Ken. Forgive me, Tom, forgive me. (tak^ 
ing his hand) 

Tom. Why, there's nothing to forgive, Mrs. Ken- 
yon, nothing. 

(Mrs. Kenyon goes to Wilfred, putting her arm 
around him, they Exit R. u. E. Madden is 6e- 
hind desk at l. and Eve. up stage at c, and ToM 
going up after Mrs. Ken. turns to Eve.) 

Tom. Kind of warm, isn't it? 

{Motions to Madden to get out, and Madden steals 
on tip-toe to and exits into his room L. ToM 
turns to Eve. as she turns to him, both about to 
speak, and becoming embarrassed; business re- 
peated; then Tom indicates chair at c, inviting 
her to sit. As she stands in doubt, Tom crosses 



BROWN OF HARVARD. 85 

and is going to desk when Eve. follows him, 
about to speak, tvhen he turns, and to his de-r 
light finds her at his shoulder. He turns again 
to L. and stands at desk l,, taking a pack of 
cards and looking through them. Eve. looks at 
him a moment, turns and exits at n., slamming 
door behind her. As door slams he drops cards, 
turns in astonishment and sits in chair at B. of 
desk. Quartette is heard off r. singing '* When 
Love is Young/' Tom takes hat and book from 
desk, and slowly goes up to door. As he opens 
door his back is turned, and Eve. is revealed 
standing behind door. Tom, lingering, looks 
around room, and as he turns beholds Evelyn.) 

Tom. Evelyn ! 

{With glad cry she rushes into his arms, and they 

embrace.) 



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